Forced to Wed: A Billionaire's Demand
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anything I have ever seen before. As soon as I walked
windows. The walls are painted a soft cream color
utiful room
. He looks less than impressed, as
with a thick, plush mattress and silky sheets. I can't help bu
oom and a giant jacuzzi tub that looks inviting. I
hear Vincent walking over to me, and I want to get up and hurl my body out
my shoulder. "I want you to know that I e
, my voice barely m
ntive to my needs." His words are spoken matter-of-factly, but I can
t say he wanted me to
anger him on our wedding nig
" Vincent's voice cut through the silence
or tenderness, but find nothing save for cold detachment.
sleep," he s
lly expects me to
like, shouldn't we
e wait? We are marr
t my chest as panic sets in. This beautiful room feels like a gilded p
to the soft fabric of the bedspread. A
determination. "Vincent, we can't...I barely know you. I think we should wait
would've taken you out on dates, fed you your favorite food, and shared all my interests with you. But that wasn't the case, was it? That o
fear and vulnerability that threatened to consume me. I refuse to be reduced to
"Vincent," I say, my voice steady, "Why did
to a smirk. "Why do
was strange that you did that. There was something
was attracted to you. I figured this wouldn'
man is in
llousness leaving me stunned. So this was my husban
myself. I won't let him dehumanize me, reduce me to nothing more than a p
k you can just treat me like an object?" My voice quivers with a mix of anger a
h surprise at my sudden out
e," I say, my voice steady. "I deserve lov
n-regret? Guilt? It's gone just as quickly as it appeared, re
us. "You have no idea what you got yourself into, do you? I made
to rape me because of so
darkened. "Rape? No.
n't be,"
tell him the deal is off. he can drown in his
fight back tears as I remember how my
father's debts. If he made a deal without considering my happiness or consent,
e. "You have no idea what you're saying, Sarah," he seethes.
further. I am not naive; I am strong-willed and determi
despite the fear that still lingers deep within me. "I won
ainty in his gaze. It's as if he hadn't expected this resistance f
s replaced by a cold resolve. He releases his grip on my ja
he nightstand, calls someone,
ce answers on the ot
t," he says, his ton
me on your...uh...special night. Is ever
m pretending to be a conce
nt before speaking. "I'm afraid
d by an incredulous chuckle from Dad. "Cha
off," Vincent
as he responds, "Vincent, you can'
age annulled tomorrow morning," Vincent says dryly. "And as
"Vincent...you can't do this. Pleas
ear the desperation in my father's voice. A
et me speak to h
s and motions
ly start talking. "Hello, Dad," I
re you doing this?" My father's voice cracks
and betrayal burning within me. "D
ilt. "Sarah, please. Our debts were piling up, and I thought this...arrangement would solv
weight of our shattered relationship. "Well, Dad, just know
e, but I wanted to tr
treets, on your own. I am all you have
and turn away. This i
whether the deal is back on or not
e filled with a mixture of amusement and irritation. I can't help but despise him for the way he
pe away the tears that threaten to spill over, smearing my mascara in the process. It feel
s in my eyes hardens into determination. "Fine," I say, my voice laced with icy hate.
clearly taken aback by my
u to understand just how much I despise you. I want you to know that eve
still barely com
tickling my skin as our lips almost tou
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