＜p＞＜strong＞P****REVIEW＜/strong＞＜/p＞ ＜p＞"You will accept my proposal, Daria. You will become my wife."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"And what makes you so sure about your ＜em＞proposition＜/em＞?" I said. God I wanted to knock that smug smile off his addictively handsome face.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Because you have no choice. So why fight it? Besides, it's only a year. What have you got to lose?"＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞Everything!＜/em＞ I wanted to scream. My hopes. My dreams. Genuine affection. Real love. I'd be giving up all of that if I agreed to become his wife ー even if it was only for one year. What would be left of me after?＜/p＞ ＜p＞I had dreamed of being Glory Falkner's wife a thousand times since I first met him at ten years old. But never once had my fantasy played out like this.＜/p＞ ＜p＞＜em＞And that's because it is fantasy,＜/em＞ a tiny voice whispered in my head.＜/p＞ ＜p＞I turned around to face him. "We all have choices Glory."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"In theory, yes. In reality, no. In your world, you may not have realized that fundamental truth. But you live in my world now."＜/p＞ ＜p＞"And what world is that?" I asked, my arms folded across my chest.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"The real world," he said, reaching over and tucking a tendril of hair behind my ear. "In the real world dearest Daria, only those with power have choices."＜/p＞ ＜p＞I could feel the thumping of my pulse on the side of my neck where his hand had come to rest. He was so sure. So confident.＜/p＞ ＜p＞And no wonder; tears stung the back of my eyes as I realized the truth of what he said. I don't think I've ever hated another human being as much as I hated him at that moment.＜/p＞ ＜p＞***＜/p＞ ＜p＞"Alright Glory, you have yourself a wife. But if you ever lay a finger on me, you will regret it. That I can promise you," I finished, my eyes never leaving his.＜/p＞ ＜p＞His thumb caressed the side of my neck, the pulsing of my vein mocking my words.＜/p＞ ＜p＞"I like my women ready, willing and able Daria. I don't see you qualifying on any of those fronts. So don't worry darling, your virtue is safe with me."＜br /＞ ***＜br /＞ I watched Glory's broad, ram-rod straight figure disappear through the large glass door. I'd managed to save my beloved art gallery from bankruptcy, but at what cost?＜/p＞ ＜p＞Would my heart pay the price for something much more valuable?＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。
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