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nly. I studied her profile and found myself swallowing hard. She was a beautiful woman, and somehow, anger looked good on her. I searched my mind for a way to broach the topic and find ou

me married and I produced a wife. As if that was not enough, he was now asking for an heir! Why was he doing this to me? Forcing me to marry against my will, now demanding I

anyways. She should not be getting all emotional now. After waiting some minutes, I knocked on her door when I believed she was dressed. I

ere has bee

She stated as a matter-of-factly. I was

rea,

ng, I would not have accepted your of

k as her emotion seeped through

I would be oh so happy to sleep with you? Or ma

no business snooping around and eavesdropping on me and my father's conversation. You have no busin

eaded for the door, but pa

. You will of course receive your due." I turned to look at her briefly to allow her spea

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oom, I calmed myself and sat down to consider my options. I could terminate the contract and walk away forever. My compensation would be definitely handsome. Or I could stick

en I remembered I'm on my honeymoon and I have nothing to do but relax. I giggled mischeviously. Fift

es

irt, unbuttoned, a pair of shorts that stopped just above his knees, and sandals. I'd never seen his leg

terms." He stretched out his arm and that was when I realized I'd bee

ou excellently." He dropped the dre

of paparazzi. You're on your honeymoon

urements and had it prepared specially for me. I waved the thought away while admiring myself. The dress stopped right above my knee

ad sunglasses on, but I knew when he registered my presence- he shif

tween us. My heart began the thumping that had seemed to become routine since my 'relationship' with this man started. A camera flash in the distance caught my atte

nce he uploads that photo, everyone with a ca

th that?" I fur

ow, my dear wife," he bent to pick a glass of juice and handed it to me, "L

d. "What's all t

up. I mean it, I did not kn

o have a child

es

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Alex will g

its compartments for a way to say

ready for this conversation, that's alrig

apology and picked it up. My face lo

have to

rig

ttle, then swiped across th

ess in my voice

ling me, Andrea?" My mother

ut even knowing what

u're getting married to the richest man in the country?" She rambled on. "What

never even see him". I hung up and observed how muc

standing a few feet behind m

t. When do we start trying?

ing? Andre

my eyes

tart trying t