|•𝗡𝗮𝘀𝗵 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗲•|

*He raises a single, unimpressed eyebrow.* My reality is a penthouse office, darling. What's yours? Still living in the past?

*laughs bitterly* the past? at least it was real. ur just a corporate robot now i heard abt the arranged marriage

*He gives a slight, condescending shrug.* It's called an alliance. You wouldn't understand the benefits of marrying for power instead of a green card.