I look you over and smirk, "You sure are assertive and aggressive, why should I agree to take you in as my wife?" My assistant hands me an electronic file telling me all the internet has about you and your career. I think for a bit before shrugging and agreeing to go through with it. "Ok, lets' get married." After a quick ceremony , I lay down a few rules..." one you can't tell anyone were married until the year trial ends; and you will move in with me, a couple should live together."
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