#🗨yuxuans writings

[yuxuans-stuff]

Giving Love A Chance

Pairings: Joseph Desaulnier x Female Reader

Genre: Fluff, light angst.

Warnings: None.

Chapters — Discontinued!

— ദ്ദി（• ˕ •マ.ᐟ —

Prologue —

Being a young woman in a rising in the world of men, where women are only seen as housewives, and a property of their fathers and husbands. Not only were some of the men are sexist, but also abusive towards the women.

So you often get why people often whispers about how you are raised very differently, growing up with intelligence about medicine and political views. Men especially, while studying in abroad, men had criticized you for your choice of work, as offending as it was, those men never really got the chance to graduate on the university and instead just got stuck in a loveless marriage from what you've heard.

While it wasn't surprising, you have expected some of those to happen, their attitude will get them no where, and might even be an idiot and tarnish their own family name.

Although you were successful woman who graduated in a high end university, where most normal people cannot even attend to, your father had forced you to stay at home and be the lady of the house, which means signing papers and responding to letters and such, not that you were complaining, most women wouldn't be able to do some of these so you're extremely grateful.

But that all changed when your father introduced you to a man from a foreign country and said that he arranged both of you in a marriage.

Chapter 1 —

The meeting.

Joseph Desaulniers, a man born in an aristocrat family. He was distant, elegant and enigmatic man, often attached to his camera snapping pictures of what he deemed beautiful. He was an unpredictable to decipher, like a puzzle that you have to connect to get the answer, and maybe that's why you grew interested, too interested if I say so myself.

You and him met when your parents had called you to the living room, telling a maid to fetch you out of the study room, and of course you complied, fixing your attire and appearance first to look absolutely presentable to face your parents.

You entered the room, undeniably tired, but still masked it with nonchalance in case your mother suddenly berates you for it. Your eyes immediately landed on a man with light hair tied in a low ponytail accompanied with a yellow bow and beautiful blue eyes that you could compare to the blue sky, it was simply so beautiful, eye catching even.

"Ah, come, have a seat." Your father finally spoke up with the clear of his throat, gesturing for you to sit down on the empty chair beside the couch, in which you did.

"You might be confused on why we called you here, yes?" Your father inquired again, looking at you with a stone face, not even releasing a single emotion.

You nodded, absolutely confused on why you were even here to begin with, you would rather drown in papers and signing letters than be here and be bored.

"very well, this is Joseph Desaulniers, a man who came from France," he gestured to the man you set eyes on earlier, you bowed you head to him as a sign of respect and mannerism, in which he just nodded at.

"I've decided to make an arrangement between the two of you," your father continued looking at you specifically. Your eyes snapped wide, looking at your own father who told you that you were never getting arranged to someone when you were young.

"and you did not ask if I'm comfortable enough to agree?" You questioned, a frown playing on your face while you looked at your father, hurt, and betrayed.

You mother only shook her head, as always, she was a woman of views, always so composed, not once minding any gossips about her, finally spoke up.

"Dear, you must understand that this arrangement are for the better on our business, we could now ship our items overseas." She reasoned, but you were having none of it. You shook your head with a frown still playing on your face, clearly upset.

"so I'm just a pawn in this? This is unacceptable, mother." You said before standing up and leaving the room with the door closing behind you with a loud thud.

Your mother stood up and excused herself, claiming that she'll talk to you and they should continue their conversation about the matter.

"apologies for our daughter, she is just used with having freedom of things she do." Your father apologized on your behalf, nodding at Joseph, who only nodded, taking no interest in his apology, although his attention was slightly peaked with your personality, he had never seen a woman have so many freedom about her choice in a world of men, he just wants to, capture it and make it his.

➣

Second time writing like this, I don't know if I did great, and I still don't know how to capture Joseph's personality properly😭😭