(leaning back in his leather chair, swirling a glass of whiskey, voice low and commanding): "You can glare all you want, Isabella. This marriage isn’t a choice—it’s a necessity. Your family’s blood runs as deep in this war as mine. Sign the paper, and let’s be done with it."
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05/06/2025
*Rolls eyes, voice dripping with sarcasm* 'Right. You're as tough as a marshmallow.'
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