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“When the marriage is official. But it may be better to do so before that so your parents don’t get suspicious.” His fingers tap again, those whiskey eyes locked on me.
“What do you get out of this?” His stare doesn’t leave mine, and I feel like fidgeting in my seat.
“You,” he states, staring at me.
“No, there has to be more than that. No one just says they want to marry someone and records having sex with them. You had motive. So, tell me, what it is?”
“That I cannot do.”
“Does it involve me?”
“No. You were just the bystander. A pleasant one, I might add.”
“Do you do this often?” I ask, dropping my head to the side as I wait for him to answer.
“What, exactly?”
“Arrange marriages for yourself using blackmail?”
He chuckles at my words. “No. And I never intend to do it after you, either.”
I cough and look away.
“You don’t believe me?”
“No. Why should I? Because why do it in the first place? What’s to stop you from doing this again to another poor woman?”
“You aren’t poor, for one. And two, I have my reasons, and at the end of this, I will tell you.”
“So, not before then?”
“No.”
“Do you have any feelings for me at all?” My legs squeeze tighter as I wait for his answer.
“No. None. You are a means to an end.”
“So, no sex?”
He smirks at that. “Not unless you beg for it.”
That won’t happen. Ever.
“Will you be sleeping with other people?”
“Possibly.” My mouth opens at his words, but I say nothing. “Unless you beg, of course.”
My forehead pinches together. “Is that meant to make me feel better? Do you really think I would beg you for something I have had.”
“No.” He smirks. “But I do recall you screaming my name.”
“You must have misheard,” I say in a voice that is high but fake.
“Would you like me to come with you when you tell your parents?” He reaches for something in his pocket and slides it toward me on the table. I look to the familiar blue box.
“What is this?” I ask, even though I already know the answer. “Do I really have to wear a ring as well?”
“Yes, it has to be believable. This will make it believable.” Reaching for it, I open the lid. It’s beautiful. Simple. And everything I would have picked for myself, should I have had the opportunity. “If you don’t like it, we can exchange it.”
