I stood there, frozen, my heart pounding in my chest. The air felt thick with tension, every second stretching into eternity. My father's offer echoed in my ears, a proposal that stripped me of any agency or choice.

Morgan's eyes narrowed as she stood beside her father, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. She didn't say a word, but the look on her face spoke volumes.

Morgan stood there, arms crossed, her eyes burning with contempt as she watched her father grovel before the man who had threatened to destroy their family. Her gaze flicked to Roman, taking in his imposing figure and the cold authority radiating from him. She could feel his eyes on her, but she refused to flinch.