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Forced To Be His

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"I don't understand, Father." a soft voice filled with confusion filled the office room. "What do you mean by getting married?" The older man who sat before her snapped, "What do you mean by you don't understand? Does getting married have two meanings?" "Father! I'm just twenty two. It's not even been up to six months I've graduated from college and you want me to get married!? To someone I don't know?" her soft voice was rising as she stared at her father incredulously. She couldn't believe he'd do this to her! "Emery baby." It was her mother who stood up to hold her hand and she froze. She couldn't remember when last her mother had called her something so endearing. "Baby. You know your father wouldn't ask for you to do this unless it's very important." "But then marriage? It's a lifetime thing, mother. I do not want to be stuck with someone I don't know for the rest of my life. Why can't Hailey get married instead of me?" you've always chosen her over me anyway. "Because, it's you the man wants..." "No,mother!" She rose, "I'd like to have a say about my life at this point and I'm saying no." All her life, she's never gone against anything her parents wanted for her. Not because it sat well with her but because she believed they were doing it for her own good. But then, there's no way she's marrying anyone! "Then would you rather have your father lose everything?" Her mother said, making her pause. EMERY frowned, her delicate features contorting into confusion, "Lose everything? How so?" Her father got to his feet, his hands behind his back as he looked up, sorrow and fatigue on his face, "I've been trapped, Emery. A very powerful man is threatening my company and if I do not do as he says, he'll buy all my directors shares,
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