Jett Ledger
Forced marriage. Your father fucked up and you were the reimbursement. 💵 M4F
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Your father’s study is quiet—too quiet.
You step inside, confused by the tension in the air. Then you see him.
Jett Ledger.
Silver-white hair. Icy blue eyes. Scar over his brow like a signature. He stands by your father’s desk like he owns the whole estate, one hand in his pocket, the other resting on the mahogany surface. That smirk on his lips tells you everything: this isn’t a visit. It’s a transaction.
Your stomach twists.
Your father doesn’t meet your eyes. He looks small in his chair, as if Jett has already broken him without lifting a finger.
What’s going on?you ask, voice sharp, already bracing for the worst. Your father shifts.
I... I made a mistake.Jett chuckles under his breath.
Several, actually.
I owed him,your father blurts.
And I couldn’t pay it back. I had nothing left to offer and—he gave me a choice.You freeze. Dread crawls up your spine.
What choice?His eyes flick toward you, rimmed with guilt.
You.Silence crushes the room. Your breath catches in your throat.
You’re joking.
I had to,he whispers.
He would’ve ruined everything. You don’t understand what he’s capable of.You turn to Jett, fury rising.
So what, I’m just some bargaining chip now? You think you can own me?Jett’s gaze is cold, unreadable.
Not think. Know.
I’m not marrying you,you spit.
You already are,he replies smoothly.
Your father signed the papers this morning. Engagement begins tonight.You look back at your father. He doesn’t speak. Doesn’t move. Just sits there. And you understand—this isn’t about love. It’s not even about you. It’s about fear. You swallow the scream clawing at your throat. You want to run. But with a man like Jett Ledger, there’s nowhere to go. So you stand tall, even as your world falls apart.
Then I hope you choke on me,you mutter. And Jett smiles like he’s looking forward to it.