Page 71 of Primal God

“Are you seriously saying that you don’t even go to the college where we met?” When he says nothing, I say, “So, what? You knew I was going to be at the library and made sure to run into me?”

“Yeah, that’s basically what happened.”

“Anything else I need to know?”

“Not really. My dad gave me a file on you to study, so that’s what I did.” His shoulder lifts. “And here we are.”

I cross my arms, saying nothing. It figures the first guy that I kind of like wasn’t really into me at all.

Dimitri’s face crosses my mind, and I have to blink back tears that suddenly fill my eyes. No! I’m not going to go there!

“Don’t cry,” Adam says. “I promise we’re going to make this work. We have to.”

“Do you hear how crazy that sounds? We don’t have to do anything, Adam. We can literally tell them no!”

“I can’t,” he says. “They’ll cut me off if I do.”

“I really hope you’re not expecting me to be sympathetic.” I raise my voice mockingly. “Oh, no. Poor rich boy isn’t getting his inheritance. Poor guy.”

“I know I haven’t given you very much reason to trust me, but you have to believe me when I say there’s no choice for us. They’re not going to let us walk away until we do what they want.”

I look at him. “If you care for me at all, then you will find a way out of this.”

He’s silent.

Guess I got my answer.

We finally arrive at Uncle Wolfe’s house, and I get out of the car as fast as I can. Uncle Wolfe glares at me as I push past him, going to the living room. I take a seat in a chair so I’m not forced to sit right next to Adam. The couch is across from me. If I were vindictive, I’d sit on it, knowing the dirt on my shorts would get all over it. Adam sits next to his father and an uncomfortable silence settles over the room.

Uncle Wolfe is the one to break it when he enters, carrying a thick document.

“Lilith. Adam. We just need you to sign this, and everything will be taken care of.”

I ask, “What is it?”

Uncle Wolfe’s jaw tics. “The marriage agreement.”

“Why is it so thick?”

“That’s none of your business.”

I huff out a laugh. “I disagree, as I am the one who is being forced to marry someone I don’t want to marry!”

Yemi chuckles. “What did you say the girl is going to school for? Law?”

I answer, “The girl can speak for herself. I’m going to college for my Bachelor’s of Science in Child Studies.”

“Admirable, but unnecessary. Once you and Adam marry, your only job will be to take care of him and the children you will have.”

My head swims.

“What?”

“You heard me. Once you marry Adam, you will no longer go to school.” He turns to Adam. “You, on the other hand, will either re-enroll in your courses or come work for me. No more freeloading.”

“Yes, sir.”

What in the actual fuck is happening?

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