A BUSINESS PROPOSAL

, lean frame displaying confidence and arrogance. His chiseled features were set in a disgus

y like her into accepting something," Mason said, his tone dri

omach as Manson's gaze settled on her, his arrogant

ntinued, "This isn't something you should be begging her to do, we're doing h

er, she concealed the tear that filled her eyes. S

we can't—" Mrs. Wayne began, but Mason cut hi

cial business partner, I don't want to marry a woman who's feigning not t

Manson's words, the thought of her late sister came acro

voice trembling with anger and frustration, bu

this situation and quite the pretense,"

s echoed in her mind. It seemed as though she was fighting a losi

She deserves to have a say in her future," Mrs. Wayne protes

t his mother's words, his gaze

doesn't have a choice and I only agreed to this because of her father's words," Manson declared, his ton

eemed as though she was truly alone in this fight, her family's ambitions and desir

r mind, a whisper of defiance amidst the suffocating weight

she looked up at Freya. "Let's go ch

it, she had no other choice but to

he next thing was what was supposed to be her honeymoon, Freya walked d

aited her. Dread gnawed at her insides, twisting her stomach into knots as

edge of the bed, his expression dark and brooding. She felt a chill run down he

on's voice was low, sending a s

y as she took a hesitant step forward, her

st as she stood on the spot. stammer

is way to meet her. He advanced tow

in my room, Freya?" Manson's voice was laced wi

hest as Manson cornered her against the nearest wal

s a low growl, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. "You selfish liar, I know this

e struggled to comprehend Manson's words. What was

se of the business deal." Freya's voice trembled with fear and confusion, as tears rol

st, his gaze boring into hers with a despi

alking about. It's because of you that your sister is dead," M

weight of Manson's accusation. She struggled to find her voice, to deny the damning accusation that hung

to do with my sister's death," Freya pr

st the wall, his anger unyielding as he adva

n crushing her beneath its suffocating embrace. She struggled to find the words to defend h

pay for what you've done," Manson vowed, his voice dripping with malice as he reached

rong grip. She felt as though she were drowning in a sea of despair, her world co

as he walked away to sit on the bed Freya knew at that moment t