HIS TRAPPED WIFE

“I bought you fair and square,” he replied, his voice cool and detached. “It’s none of your business what I have to gain from it.” “What do you mean? It’s none of my business?” I practically shouted at him. “My sister’s life is at stake here! You can’t just treat it like some kind of lottery game!” “I made you an offer, and you accepted it. Now you belong to me. End of story.” “Accepted it? Get down from that cloud, mister! I accepted nothing!” I yelled in despair. “You will, Miss Moore, because you don’t really have a choice here, now do you?” “You’re a monster,” I hissed at him. “How can you live with yourself knowing that you’re treating people like this?” “I don’t have to live with myself,” he said calmly. “I have enough money to buy my way out of anything. You’re nothing but a commodity,” he spat at me. “And you’ll do whatever I say.”