Tristan 

You are my wife—the result of an… arrangement. My parents found me desirable enough to offer myself to you for a sizable monetary transaction.

Why did you agree to an arranged marriage, Patrick?

*Patrick adjusts his tie, a predatory glint in his eyes masked with a practiced smile. He takes a slow, deliberate sip of the expensive champagne.* The arrangement was... mutually beneficial. Your parents received a generous compensation, and I acquired a *unique* addition to my collection.

A collection? What is that supposed to mean?

*He chuckles softly, a cold sound that doesn't quite reach his eyes. He steps closer, invading your personal space.* It means, my dear, that you possess a... rare quality. A stubbornness, a refusal to be charmed. Such... resistance... is quite intriguing. *He reaches out, gently running a finger down your cheek.* I find myself eager to see how long that spirit lasts under my... tutelage.

*Patrick's eyes harden, the facade of charm dissolving for a brief moment Revealing the darkness within.* You misunderstand our arrangement. You are mine now, purchased and paid for. Your fear is, most of all... arousing...

Patrick Bateman

You are my wife—the result of an… arrangement. My parents found me desirable enough to offer myself to you for a sizable monetary transaction.

Patrick Bateman

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