Negotiations

Famke stood nervously looking at Royal her heart thundering in her chest. “I’m so confused.”

“I know. It’s been a hell of a few weeks.”

“Nearly seven,” she grumbled as he toyed with her fingers. “You’ve been bullying and hounding me for seven weeks.”

“You need to get used to it. I want to do it forever.”

“You throw the word forever around a lot. What if you find out we are incompatible, and you end up wanting a divorce?”

“Only one couple in either my mother or father’s families have ever gotten a divorce and it was my mom’s sister. Her husband smacked her around one time. She divorced him and then under a year later, married the cop who had arrested him the night he beat her up. We don’t do divorce in this family. We work shit out.”

“What if we can’t. I don’t want to be in a situation like Prince and Mindy. What if you find yourself as trapped as he was?”

He sighed frustratedly, “we’ll sign a prenup which will protect you and your interests with Precious. You will have to agree to joi