"You have two choices, get married to me or watch me get married to someone you'll work for!"
"What??" A wave of silence hit her as she stares at him with no might in her.
"It's as you've heard, now that you're here on your will, you'll be here until the wedding day then, guards?" He rasped, letting her go immediately.
"I…not so fast, I..
"You've agreed to get married to me" he spoke up with a non changing expression.
"I'll rather die than get married to you!" She snorted angrily, irritated by the way he looks down on her.
She strode towards the door but stopped on noticing that it was locked, turning back to see him seated on the couch with both legs crossed over each other and his hands parted under his chin.
"I really need to use the toilet, please open the door" she stamps her f
