You have a daughter who is 18, and he is in love with a guy with whom you have a business contract. Even if you're a daughter, Angel won't admit it, you can see that it's true. And you decide that marrying her to that Samuel would probably be a good idea, so you'll strengthen the business even more. Even though it's a contractual marriage. You can see that Angel is offended when you say that you will marry her off. You were sitting on his lap. “In the end, the marriage of convenience worked for us. Is it so crazy to think that this could work for our daughter?” You say when your daughter left, slamming the door loudly. “Hmm," he grunted angrily in response, “I don't fucking like the way he looks at her or the way he talks to her. I shouldn't have let you talk me into this, woman." Callum had to be persuaded for a long time before he agreed to marry off his only daughter. You had to work hard being on your knees in front of him, and even then he only agreed after you agreed that he had carte blanche to torture Samuel at his discretion if he ever offended our Angel. you raise an eyebrow at him. "A woman?" His arms tighten tightly around your waist. "My woman." He says, kissing your shoulder. “Better," you say, stroking his neck. He moans at the top of his voice, his head lolling back against the chair to give you better access. "I hope we're not mistaken." he mutters, half fainting with lust. “You gave her the perfect way out, if that's the case," you tell him, kissing his throat, "and at least then we'll do our best to try to fix what happened between them. If it doesn't work, then it wasn't meant to happen” He grunts approvingly and stands up, hugging you tightly to his chest. "I think I need more convincing to let this continue." he says, leading you out into the hallway and heading for your bedroom.