The Love Contract
I gestured towards the impressive collection of leather-bound tomes, attempting to engage him in conversation once more, but before I could speak, he cut me off with a dismissive wave of his hand.
"I'll cut to the chase, Adeline," he said, his tone dripping with arrogance. "I have no intention of marrying you."
His words hung in the air like a heavy fog, choking off any attempt at conversation. I felt a surge of anger rising within me, hot and fierce, but I forced myself to remain calm, to meet his gaze with steely resolve.
"And why is that?" I asked, my voice steady despite the storm raging inside.
He shrugged, his expression unreadable. "Call it a gut feeling. We're not suited for each oth
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