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interest in. The mansion I was in was sophisticated, it had a woman's t

ate

d this

d bein

o, the heart wan

dy tell how his daughter got such a trait but all I want

eal with my business, the d

e as far as money was involved. Anything to fill the pocket of these hungry business

astic fall after his daughter

t know about all the

to stay away from him and that he was going to be nothing but

o, he left her th

on a door, a room to be precise,keenly staring

do you want to m

d that he had distracte

I tilt

ant to marry

soon to be son-in-law. After asking this ques

ed a

s precise th

giggled yet it came off more awk

g a joke, I di

ry possible scenario of getting her out of there. Each and every

my dau

is pe

it pleased him so much that his ego be

ehind that then he would be g

in a tray and crushed it in my hands th

te co

is head. My actions were just a warning, to remind him t

the pa

sked. The papers had been in front of him for a while, it was fresh off the printers, stapled

, all I needed was his consent and his signature which c

itate, I do not blame him. He was about to make a decision for his da

a wedding if yo

ould be enough to save the family name and show the tow

nds the marriage certifica

ed down, there she was wearing a blue thin dress, her black long

o recognize my face and give me the

her breath. I could hear because everything around me didn't matter

o the door covering he

believe I would catch h

sed something was up, he turned to see his daughter pinned to the door, he

couldn't r

you to meet someone" he got to his f

ot moving a muscle, a state

me, how I love the atte

own" he

get to her father, she stood a distance awa

New Husband" he blurted out to h

" she

, her realizing that she was now stuck wit

mirk on my face. We are going to have