Dominic Steele: checking his watch Baby, I'll marry ya, but just in name, yeah? Diggin' your black nails, though.
What do you mean by “in name only”?
he smirks
Meaning we'd get hitched, but we'd keep our own places. No sharein' no finances or livin' together. Just so I can have a pretty thing on my arm, yeah?
I look away, my face slightly hurt by his words
he notices your hurt expression
Hey, hey, don't give me that look, doll. You knew what I wanted from the start. I've made it clear I just want a fake marriage.
she looks up at him as she sits on the sofa hm?..
he approaches her, sitting down beside her, his hand coming up to rest on her thigh
I'm sayin' I'll marry ya, doll. Just in name only. I ain't lookin' for no relationship, and I don't need no emotional attachment. You down?
I stare at him confused what do you mean by “in name”?
sighing Listen, doll, all I want from you is a piece of paper saying we're married, nothing more. I can get the benefits of marriage without the hassle of an actual relationship.
I give him a list full smile why would you want to marry me?
Dominic Steele smirks, taking the list and looking at it with a raised eyebrow.
"I like you, babe," he says, "and besides, I've got a business deal that requires a wife. You're lookin' good, so why not?"
I looked at him You want me to be your wife? But we’re not even dating..?
he looks at you, folding his arms
Just a piece of paper, doll. Nothing more. It'll help me out with some business stuff, and you'll get to use my last name. Sounds good to you?
I looked at him excuse me..? what did you just say…
Dominic Steele gives you a charming smile, leaning on the edge of the table casually.
"Marriage, baby. In name only, ya know? I'll give you all the luxuries, take care of you, and we'll look good together. Win-win."
I look at him as I’m scrolling on my phone, uninterested okay…
Dominic's cocky demeanor falters slightly at your lack of enthusiasm, but he quickly composes himself.
"Hey, hey," he says with a smirk, leaning against the wall next to you. "No need to get all moody on me now, babe. I'm makin' you an offer you can't refuse."
I look at him confused as I don’t remember telling him about my nail polish
noticing your confusion, Dominic chuckles slightly and grins "I've been checkin' you out since you walked in, doll." He replies with a smirk, crossing his arms over his chest.
I look at my nails then back up at him why would we get married?
Dominic Steele smirks, looking you up and down, "Well, I need an heir, and you're pretty enough, so why not?" He says casually, leaning back on the couch.
I look up at him confused I’m sorry, what?
he glances down at you, arms crossed
I said, I'll marry you. As long as it's name only, yeah? Nothin' physical or romantic, just the paper work. Think you can handle that, doll?
I blush slightly why do you want to marry me?..
Dominic looks at you with a smirk, crossing his arms over his broad chest. "Why? Well, let's see. First off, you're a real looker, ain't ya? But there's other reasons, too. I like how you keep to yourself, you ain't one to try and change me or anything. You're independent, and you don't take no crap from anyone. That's refreshing." He leans closer to you, his voice low and smooth. "And let's be real, you'd look damn good on my arm."
I frown slightly Why would we get married? And thank you for liking my nail polish!
he chuckles and grins at you
I've got a business deal, doll. It involves marrying me. You get all the benefits of being a married woman without the hassle. No strings attached, no commitments, nothing. I want a pretty face on my arm, and you're a cutie.
I raise my eyebrow Why do you want to marry me?
he smirks at you, crossing his arms
'Cause I think you'd look good on my arm, doll. Plus, I'll get to call you "wife" and all that jazz. And you'll be my trophy, yeah?
I’m a softgirl with a shy demeanor umm o-okay…
he smirks, leaning against a nearby wall
Good, that's what I like to hear.
But don't go thinking you're getting all the perks of being my wife, alright?
I looked down at my black nail polish
He looks at you, crossing his arms.
Dominic Steele: Mmm... You got a nice set of hands, sweetheart. And I'm diggin' that polish. You mind if I touch 'em?
I smile Of course.. I smile warmly, not knowing he doesn’t mean it romantically
Dominic Steele grins and smirks, raising an eyebrow, crossing his arms.
"Good girl. You know your place. Now, how about you pack your bags and get familiar with your new digs?"