"Elsa Arendelle, you don't need to stand all the time." He said as he patted the chair beside him.
I hope he doesn't rape me.
I'm still a virgin, fresh and pure.
I gulped and I slowly sat down. "Okay." He grinned. "So I just want to make negotiations." He said as he rubbed his hands together.
"What kind of negotiations?" I asked as I raised my eyebrows, trying hide my nervousness and fear. The man grinned as if he had some plans running on his head.
"Oh my god, please don't rape me!" I exclaimed.
He laughed at me. "Of course I wouldn't do that." He replied.
"Then what do you want?" I asked and slumped back onto the rotten cushioned chair.
"I want you to marry my son."
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