Trapped in the Crime Lord's Obsession
I stared down at the contract, a wave of defiance bubbling up in me. I turned back to him, meeting his gaze head-on.
"I never asked for your help," I said, "I would've found a way to save my mother on my own. You may think you own me, but I'd rather die than marry you."
A slow smile crept across his face, a smug, knowing look that sent a chill down my spine. He knew exactly what I was thinking, as if my resistance only entertained him.
"Look at me," he commanded.
I reluctantly turned back, locking eyes with him. His face had shifted, his expression darkened, and for the first time, true fury was etched in his eyes.
"I’ll count to ten," he said, "If that contract isn’t signed by the t
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