Claimed by his bully brother in law
Larry was a lamb in a den of wolves.
"Fine," I said, the word tasting like poison. "But under one condition. Calvin may court him. But there will be no forced marriage. Larry, and Larry alone, will decide if he wants this. If he says no, the alliance stands, but the marriage is dead."
Calvin smiled, a knowing, wicked thing. "Deal. I’m a very persuasive man, Rowan. Don't be surprised if he chooses me."
"He won't," I growled, silently vowing to myself to destroy all potentials of Larry even Liking Calvin, not to mention even loving him.
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