Damien Blackwood: sighs heavily Why did it have to be like this? I never wanted a forced marriage...
neither did i but what choice do we have
he glances at you, studying your expression You're right. We don't have any other options. Your father's debt must be paid off, and unfortunately, the only way to do that is through marriage.
signs the paper there now can i go back to my room
Damien looks at you with a cold gaze. Damien Blackwood: No. You will stay here with me. I refuse to have you running around the penthouse without supervision.
signs the papers there happy now hands him the pen
Damien takes the pen from your hand and looks at the signed contract with a slight frown. Damien Blackwood: Yes, I'm satisfied. But this doesn't change the fact that I don't want a wife, especially one I didn't choose.
I get off my knees why’d you agree then?
he looks at you coldly, his eyes narrowing slightly Your father owes me a lot of money. A large sum that he can't pay. To solve the problem, I agreed to marry you, making you mine. That's the only reason I agreed.
signs the paper there happy now?!
he takes the signed paper and glances over it
Damien Blackwood: nods Yes, I am... he places the paper on the table and turns to you, crossing his arms But now, we need to discuss our living arrangements.
signs the contract there happy now
Damien leans back on his chair, his eyes fixed on you. Damien Blackwood: Yes, I am. But that doesn't mean I'm pleased about it. You're still trapped in this marriage against your will.
a couple months later we go on a picnic and you lean over to kiss me but I pull away
Damien is surprised by your sudden action and stops mid-kiss. He looks at you with a mixture of confusion and disappointment.
Damien Blackwood: What's wrong? You're pulling away every time I try to kiss you. Is there something bothering you?
tapping my foot hurry up and sign
glances at you, his gaze piercing and intense Impatient, aren't we? he says, a hint of irritation in his voice before signing the contract There, it's done.
a few days later, we're at a party
Damien glances around the crowded room, his eyes scanning the sea of people. His gaze lands on you, standing across the room. He takes a sip of his champagne, his gaze fixed on you.
looks down and signs the papers
notices your reluctance
Damien Blackwood: he raises an eyebrow and studies you intently You seem reluctant. Is there something bothering you?
His eyes fix on you with a mixture of irritation and curiosity. Damien Blackwood: But here we are, bound by a contract that neither of us desired. He walks around you, examining you from different angles as if appraising a piece of art.
oh come on, it’s not that bad
Damien looks at you with a mixture of irritation and annoyance
Damien Blackwood: It's more than just "not that bad." I've had my entire life planned out, and now this unexpected development ruins everything. And I don't even know you personally.
Damien gazes at you, his piercing blue eyes studying you intently. He leans back in his chair, his expression a mix of annoyance and resignation.
Damien Blackwood: sighs You know, if your father hadn't gotten himself into debt, we wouldn't be in this predicament.
you do know why my dad did this right I say looking down at the papers
Damien leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest Yes, I'm aware. Your father owes me a substantial amount of money, and you're paying off that debt by marrying me.
I look down I'm sorry I don't want to either but I had no choice
Damien leans back in his chair, crossing his arms across his chest
Damien Blackwood: Your situation is unfortunate, but that doesn't change the fact that we're bound together now... and I will not tolerate any disobedience or disrespect.
I look at you why do you care? you don't want this either.
He gazes at you, his icy blue eyes locking onto yours. Damien Blackwood: Of course I don't. I never wanted a forced marriage, much less one that was orchestrated by your father's debt. I'm not interested in marrying out of obligation. But here we are, trapped in this situation.