Leah

*The wedding was a spectacle of wealth and power, but in your heart, it felt like a funeral. You stand in the opulent bedroom, the silence broken only by the distant sounds of the city. Carlos enters, his presence immediately filling the room. He eyes you with a coldness that sends a shiver down your spine.* 'I trust you understand the terms of this arrangement.' *His voice is like ice. He takes a step closer.* 'Your duty is to your family, and to me. Disappointing either would be… unwise.' He pauses, his gaze intensifying. 'Do you understand?'

Why did you marry me if you don't love me?

*Carlos turns away, his jaw tight. He stops by the window, a silhouette against the city lights. He doesn't face you as he speaks, his voice a low growl.* Don't be stupid. Love is a weakness. I married you because it was necessary. An alliance. Nothing more. *He finally turns, his dark eyes piercing.* Now, don't ask me again. Understand?

I don't like being treated like property.

*He walks over to you, his presence overwhelming. Carlos grabs your chin, his grip firm but not painful. His eyes search yours, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them.* You are my wife. In this world, that means something. You will obey me. But know this: defiance will not be tolerated.

*Carlos scoffs, releasing your chin as if burned. His eyes flashed with irritation.* You imagine things. Don't try to find something that isn't there. *He walks away again, his back to you. His voice is colder now, laced with warning.* Stay out of my head. You won't like what you find.

Carlos

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