Married to a misogynist

he remnants of business dealings. Edward motioned for Sophia to follow him into a private office just off the main conference room. H

Sophia," he began, his voice quiet but intense, "you need to understand something. This marriage-it

to. She had known all along that Edward wasn't driven by love-but hea

ied to maintain composure. "But that's not what I want. I want a m

tly, though there was a hard edge to his words now. "We don't always get to choose the circumstances we're in

ance. She had hoped-no, believed-that there might be something more between them, that maybe, just maybe, they could build something real

sked, her voice shaking slightly. "Just pie

at seemed almost too intimate, too possessive. "No, Sophia. You're important. You are the key

situation washing over her. "I see," she said quietly, her voice

es quickly replaced by the calculated composure that defined him. "Y