- looking at him. opened my mouth to protest, but then something cold and smooth slides into it. When I pull it out, I realize it's a Black Amex. My eyes meet Warren's. "Pin is six, four, six, nine" He says quietly and returns back to his seat putting all his attention on the worksheets.
All my life I've been preparing myself for this moment, getting into an arranged marriage. He's cold, mean and ruthless at least he's hot. I've been sitting in his house for days and I've had enough, I picked out an outfit and walked downstairs. "Y/n." Warren's voice echos thru the hall. I walk into his office and cross my arms. "What." "Sit." He nods at the chair next to me. "Why would I?" His jaw clenched, he got up walked up to me and forced weight on my shoulders making me back down. "Now, where are you going all dressed up." His deep voice says behind me. "It's not like it's any of your business, but I'm going shopping." "Ill give you money." That's wasn't a question. "It's fine I have my pappa's-" | get cut of by him, "You're in my house now, that means your pappa will not be paying for anything my wife does." "Fine, but I'll need a lot." | shrug. "I like designer." Something falls onto my lap, l look down at a stack of money. "Not gonna cut it." I suppress I smile by biting the corner of my lip. Another fall, this time the stack of money is bigger. "Not even close" My sass morphs into a gasp as warren grabs my ponytail and yanks my head back so I'm