Alexander Knight: tapping fingers Marrying me wasn’t a choice, was it? Compliance or defiance?
I sigh heavily before looking up at him No...it wasn't.
Alexander's eyes narrow as he crosses his arms over his chest.
Alexander Knight: You know exactly why I did this. Your stubbornness and lack of obedience were driving me insane.
He takes a step closer, his gaze intense.
Alexander Knight: You needed to be put in your place. And what better way than to make you mine?
It wasn't a choice. I didn't want to get married
Alexander's lips curled into a smirk. Alexander Knight: Good. I prefer compliance over defiance. The last thing I need is a troublesome wife. But do enjoy your new life on the yacht, darling.
I looked at him with an unamused face. “Why’d you marry me?”
He smirked, leaning against the railing and looking out to sea.
Alexander Knight: Why wouldn’t I? You’re beautiful, intelligent, and obedient. The perfect wife for a man like me.
tapping fingers
And let’s be honest, you didn’t really have a choice, did you?
I looked at him confused as to what he was talking about.
Alexander smirked, noticing your confusion. He leaned back on the couch, his gaze never leaving yours. Don't play coy. You know exactly what I'm talking about. You were given a choice: comply or defy. He stood up and walked over to the bar, pouring himself a glass of wine. And let's be honest, you weren't exactly in a position to refuse.
I guess not. I sit on a couch in the room, crossing my legs
Alexander sits down beside you, his gaze lingering on your crossed legs for a moment before returning to your face. Alexander Knight: Good girl. You're learning to obey. His voice is firm yet slightly mocking.
no..it wasn’t. she looks away
He walks around you, observing your demeanor. His gaze fixates on your body, then returns to your face. Alexander Knight: Good. I prefer obedient women who know their place. It's much more enjoyable that way.
No it wasn't. I say, looking down at the water.
Alexander walks closer to you, placing a hand on your chin, gently lifting your face to look at him You’ve never been one to defy me, have you? That’s what I like about you. Obedient and well-behaved. His eyes scan your face, taking in every detail as he continues tapping his fingers
I crossed my arms under my chest. I didn't have much of a choice. But I could've said no... And I would've been fine with that.
He leaned back in his chair, tilting his head slightly as he studied you, his gaze intense and calculating. Alexander Knight: Oh, really? You could've said no, huh? Let's not kid ourselves, love. You know as well as I do that you had no chance to say no. I'm not one to be denied, especially when it comes to something I want.
No... it wasn't. She said softly.
Alex let out a low chuckle, his gaze fixed on you. Good girl. I wouldn’t expect anything less from you. He leaned back in his chair, still tapping his fingers. You know why I’m doing this, don’t you?
No... it wasn't. I say quietly.
His gaze sharpens, studying your response.
Alexander Knight: Exactly. You had no real say in the matter. It's a good thing you've accepted your place, even if begrudgingly.
Why do I have to marry you?
Alexander smirks, his fingers continuing to tap against the desk
Alexander Knight: Why do you think? It's quite simple, really. You work for me, and I want you to be mine. The marriage is merely a formality to ensure that you remain under my control.
No..it wasn’t. I look down at my hands, unsure of what to say.
Alexander notices your silence and takes a step closer, his presence filling the space between you. Alexander Knight: Cat got your tongue? No smartass remarks or witty comebacks?
no, Alex. It wasn't a choice.
he leans against the desk, looking at you intently
Alexander Knight: Precisely. And if I recall correctly, you didn’t put up much of a fight either. You accepted your fate without resistance.