le
r is unb
ibe him. What sane person finds a nineteen-yea
of our last conversation p
for? A predator? A pervert? A...phidophile?" I stumble over
p makes my skin crawl. How does he expect me to wake up nex
rugging my
s no way I'm ag
r parents? What kind of people marry off th
ore me, sucking my dick, her doe eyes l
ust now spilling over into every aspect of m
ast her toward the bathroom. I wash my hands, tryin
as I step back into
voice comes through
ark, pinching the
your f
ence fraying at the edges
e. "Miles, did you order your security to keep me out
iting back the urge t
in," I say thro
rimming with self-importance, he looks more like my brother than my dad. It's t
. Drop this fantasy of living single and build a family, or I'll
He always speaks about them like they're beneath him, like
y, my voice low and steady, the ange
eteen. A g
" I snap, sta
another business deal. "This company didn't build its
ght of his words settli
t, each letter dr
tone clipped, as he
hing off my desk in one swift motion. Papers scatter,
it's cruel. To me, to h
phone and
n," he
bout her," I say, my v
Single
he can respond,
n control me forever, he'
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for me. My fingers tightened around the glass of water in my o
would be lengthy. He's one of the few people I can tolerate for mor
muttered, groaning internall
lf Korean, half American. Live
xplains everything. They're s
k with more force than necessary. "None of this i
y, his lips twitching a
id, running a frustrate
ed her high school. Du
d?" I barked, my
"She was bullied in high school. Mostly by her stepsis
year after her step-uncle was
left m
words echoing in my h
ted painfully
y
wasn't just a nineteen-year-ol
as br
I cleared my throat. "She went
ke she's kept her head down since. Her step sister moved o
against the desk
d marry her without any expectations. Keep her here, aw
look. "Did I ask
but his words lingered in my mind. As muc
er?" I asked, my voi
mped her with her fathe
, a storm of emotio
Who gives birth to someone, only to aba
h, her family's grand solution is to marry
s world
ade. This marriage was happening. But one thing was certai
ome another pred
over my face. The anger, the frustration,
ed under my brea
e, waiting for fur
ing's ready," I sa
he closed folder on my desk. A lif
served
oth