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Thread: A Daughter's Price

The proposal and agreement put forward by Alberto was a complete shocker. Matt had known such arrangements in the past were possible, but to barter ones daughter in this day and age seemed preposterous, or was it? Of course in the United States and with it freedoms it was impossible, but in this country grounded in old traditions what the man proposed might just be possible. The connections it would bring him, and of course that amazing body, left so many possibilities open to him. A sexy woman not only to fill and warm his bed, but to kowtow to his every need, such were the possibilities. There really was an attraction to the old way, and how much simpler and easier they were. Matt mulled over the proposal while leisurely sipping on his drink, for there was no reason to be too quick to answer such a shocking offer. Well sir, that is not something I expected, and its an offer that needs my full and complete consideration. Such a thing doesnt come along often and a man needs to give serious deliberation, to such a life changing offer. Like chattel the man was bartering his daughter, even to the point of knowing such a union would be against her will, and was willing to do so for convenience of a monetary pay off. This should have bothered Matt, but he wasnt, there were no emotional ties here, and if he accepted such a bold tender ,he could have a woman to be completely his on his own terms, and something about that pleased him on so many levels. Matt had been successful in some many endeavors, and yet his personal life was pretty nonexistent. Building the Internet company had taken the majority of his time, and now that he was doing well, he wondered about the motives of the woman that approached him, and though he partook of their available and willingly tendered offerings, he never kept any around for long, the reasons at the time all seemed so logical and convenient. Your daughter would be a great prize for any man, but are you sure you want to do this, for once done, it cant be taken back, and though she may warm to me in time, she made not favor your decision. I ask you because we will be not only be business partners, but family. Matt wanted the father to be sure, then he could never again publicly renounce or decry his decision, and the if he accepted it, the sexy young daughter would be his, bought and paid for.
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Standing Alberto refilled his glass before taking his seat once again, the mullings of the male disinterested him. Keeping Ivy here and getting his project funded were of the greatest concerns. Alberto laughed and sipped at his alcohol. I am sure, I care not for her happiness. Keeping my only daughter here will make my wife happy. In time Ivy will be a great asset to you, I can assure you of that. She has a heart of gold when it comes to our way here on the island and our wishes while she is here. She will not let us down. his brown eyes locked on the other males. True the male was western and not of their island, but he lived her now and was considered local by the locals. I can think of no one better for a son-in-law. He smiled and thought to himself that he was much better than the scum shed chosen to keep company with back in the states. He knew Ivy would be mad and had to think up a plan with which to break the news to her. I would of course like to make this quick, you understand. He drank again before setting the empty glass on the table once more. I think if you agree to it, you should live here for one week at the end of the week you two would get married. Little ceremony on the beach, small intimate reception and then you treat her as you would a wife. The time here would be a courtship, if you will, a time to allow you two to get to know one another without the pressures of marriage. He stopped and puffed on his cigar before scratching his head. I only ask that you treat her as a true wife and not just a purchase, if you can agree to al that I will take care of the rest! He held out a tan hand to the younger male in front of him. Knowing his wife would be happy and yet sad at this arrangement didnt stop him. the thought that his daughter would be kept close was the only thing that fueled his brain at this point. Forgive me Ivy and Estelle, Im doing what is best, he thought to himself silently.
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Matt was surprised by the mans seemingly callous disregard for his daughters happiness, and solely that such an agreement would benefit him. Like a piece of property he was selling his daughter for the greatest economic advantage he could, and for some reason this made the deal even easer for Matt, because it really was a simple business transaction. In this culture women were basically property that a family bartered with to form alliance or bind two families together, and as much as it still surprised Matt, it pleased him. That sexy young thing that sauntered into here earlier would be his to have and use, as no one would question his right to her once they were married. Women in this country were to keep house, bear children and meet all the needs of their spouse. If she didnt her very own family would shun her, feeling she was shirking her martial duties. Matt found the idea very appealing just because it was so simple and straight forward, he wouldnt have a relationship of conflict, and if there were such a conflict the advantage would always be on his side. It wasnt that he was immoral but Matt liked the advantage such a union would give him, and the thoughts of all the things he could do to such a pretty young thing without any real consequences had his heart beating harder. Matt continued to nod as the father laid out the timing of such a joining, smiling as the man talked. He tried to remain as neutral as possible as Alberto said treat her as you would a wife, for it was clearly understood and expected what the implication of that were in this old world culture. Matt stood up and raised his glass in answer to the mans proposal. I agree to your proposal sir, and pledge to honor such a union, by making your daughter my wife. I further promise to treat her as a woman, and to show and her the responsibilities of a proper marriage. Matt had lived here long enough, to see the how the men of this culture treated their women, and though it may have offended every feminist in America, it worked, and the vast majority of union lasted, something that couldnt be said to be true in the states. Now all someone had to do, was inform the young thing about her upcoming nuptials, a situation that would interesting at best.
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Matt said his pleasantries and good byes to his future father-in-law and returned to his own home. The home didnt have the view that Mr. Espinals did, nor the old world feeling, as Matts was far more modern and updated. When he first moved to the island to pursue his business interests, he had a small cramped apartment, then that gave way to a moderate condo, and then a penthouse, but in the end to insure privacy hed purchased a small villa, which fit both his personal as well as business needs. Matt was used to traveling, and even had a suitcase packed in case he had to make a quick trip to the states. With some minor modification he switched out a few items more appropriate to living on the island than visiting America. Finally he took a few moments to clean up and dress up a little bit, for his first real meeting with his betrothed. Matt laughed as he chose a pair of dark slacks, and a dark short sleeve shirt. He almost wanted to go with what he called the island pimp outfit, which was all white, but he just couldnt bring himself to. The dark clothing tended to give him a more serious look, and worked well with his eyes. Also he could wear a diner jacket over it for more formal occasions like today. Grabbing a platinum and gold rolex watch he looked at himself in the mirror and was pleased. He didnt shave, but did run the trimmer over his close cut beard that he preferred. Washed, cleaned, packed, and dressed he was ready to return to the Espinal estate. He liked to be punctual and planned his timing to arrive at the beginning of dinner, not sure if Alberto would tell his daughter before, after or during the meal. Again arriving at the beautiful home on the hill, he was directed by the staff to the dining room, from which he already knew the answer to his previous thought, as the young daughter began her rather loud diatribe against her fathers choices for her. Matt had an opportunity before entering the room, to muffle his small laugh, and was able to recompose himself and have a serious look on his face when he entered the dining room. Though he couldnt help himself, as he had a mischievous side, and decided to have fun with her. Hi honey, Im home. He said it knowing full well some of the nuances might be lost on those not experienced in English or American culture, but figured his new fianc would. Matt was in an arrogant fashion enjoying the thought that her opinion didnt matter and that the decision wasnt her, and that her compliance was required. There was no reason to deny that this made such a union all the more palatable to him, and a major factor in his agreeing to it. Matt nodded to Alberto, and smiled at his lovely wife as he moved to pick up the seat that had been upended. Your chair madam. He says while standing and holding the seat for her to return to, in a formal and polite manner, that was common in this sexist culture. Matt kept his tone casual, purposely not responding to her turmoil, though in his own way he was only adding fuel to the fire.
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Ivys brown eyes went wide as the voice hit her ears, the man wasnt Dominican at all he was an American, Mr. Richardson . Wild eyes filled with fury flitted over her parents as she stood once more and toppled her chair yet again. She wanted to pick the chair up and throw it at the man, wipe the smirk off his face and put him in his place. Que me vendi a este pendejo, este puto?, En serio? You sold me to this asshole, this manwhore? Really? The flames leapt from her eyes and caused her parents to shrink. Mija, de parade, en este instante!! My daughter stop, this instant! Her father roared, his face turning red. She glared at the male as he held the chair for her, her face wasnt her parents direction. Si usted piensa que yo slo voy a dejar que salgan con la suya, entonces usted necesita para hacer que su cerebro comprobado! If you think I am just going to let you get away with this, then you need to get your brain checked! She kept her voice low so they wouldnt hear her. If he thought she was going to be some docile thing that just let him do what he wanted he would have to get some proof of it. Thank you, she said louder and sat in her chair, she pulled her plate close and ate. She would play nice in front of her parents but as soon as they were alone he would get her wrath. She had no problem with that. She looked at her parents and began having second thoughts, she couldnt do that to them. They her mind wheeled and churned coming up with a final answer on the matter. They forced this on her. Im sorry about that Mr. Richardson, as you can tell we have just informed our daughter of the arrangement made for your marriage. We have not relayed any of the other information to her yet. Alberto said and sipped at his lemonade. Ivys head popped up and her brown eyes narrowed, Qu otra informacin, el padre? What other information, father? She could feel the ice in her question and she watched as her father reached a hand up and stroked his face. You have one week, then you and Mathew will be married. This way it is easier on you, for your transition Ivy. Ay Dios mo, tienes que estar bromeando me? Oh my god, you have to be kidding me? She said shaking her head in disbelief. She didnt care if her new husband , she used the term loosely, spoke English or Spanish she would switch to piglatin to keep from talking to him properly. No matter what he wanted she would give him the opposite. If this were forced on her then she would try to make it miserable for him, perhaps hed want out. Shed be happy with that, and so would Thomas. Her face fell for a moment, poor sweet Thomas. Ivy! That is enough, speak English and be respectful of our decision, we are looking out for your future as well as the companies. Mr. Richardson will make a fine match for you. A true wife you will be, show him the good girl you can be. Ivy very nearly growled out in displeasure as she turned her head to look at the male. How long have you lived on the island, Darling ? She cocked an eyebrow, giving him his own endearment.
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As she sat, Matt could see she was feisty and the words she whispered so her parents couldnt hear amused him. Matt knew Spanish, and could speak some, but not enough to ever pass for a native speaker. She obviously didnt plan to reach the marital bed without a fight. Matt kept smiling, because he knew there would be more forthcoming battles, but the war was over and shed lost, even if she wasnt yet willing to accept that. Pushing her seat in like a gentleman he leans in and whisper back. You dont have to worry about letting me get away with it, I already have. Without even breaking stride, he stepped over to his own seat, as the obvious tension between father and daughter continues. Sitting there he waited as the sexy young daughter showed her frustration and the father admonished her for her misbehavior and lack of social graces. Acting as if none of the conversation had occurred, Matt just lifted his wine glass and made the first toast of the evening. To the future Mrs. Richardson. The tone was jovial as he raised his class up in tribute to his newly betrothed. Matt knew this would probably set the young woman off again, but as he felt hed won, there was no reason to hold back at the victory dinner. Plus Matt was enjoying the young womans consternation with her fathers unilateral decision. Matts toast of course had ignored her question, as hed simply done as he pleased. Still he did turn to answer he question. Ive been here for a number of years, going between the here and the U.S. Only in the last two or so have I made this my permanent residence, though I still return to state for business purposes. Matt took another sip from the wine glass as the salads were being served. The young woman was probably fuming, but even so, she still was sexy, and Matt couldnt help but enjoy the view, making only the smallest of attempt to hide his inspection of her body. Your English is good, have you studied in the states long?
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After releasing her question into the air she clenched her fists in her lap, what she wanted to do was knock the wine glass out of his hand and shatter it into a million pieces at the thought of becoming Mrs. Richardson . His smug words rattled around in her head, she almost laughed because he thought hed already gotten away with it. Besa mi culo, pinche idiota! Kiss my ass, fucking idiot! She breathed in his direction, in response to his toast as she knocked over her wine glass spreading the purple contents over the table. A servant sprang into action as the glass shattered on the table. Ivy sat stoically, eyes locking on her plate and the contents it still contained. Hed ignored her trying to rile her up, score one for the American , she thought sourly. She wanted to make him regret EVER deciding he would take her as a wife, whether her parents found out or not was the problem. Still the idea of embarrassing both him and them was appealing. She stabbed an unsuspecting piece of lettuce. At least she could go back to the states, but unless she got out of this, there really wasnt much for her there. Her mind was on Thomas as he asked her a question. Four years, all college, thats where I met my actual fianc . I have a teaching degree, its what I plan on doing when I go back home in a month. Then after I find a job Thomas and I are getting married and starting a family. She spoke without looking at him, she knew the words coming out of her mouth now were lost causes and she would never be able to see them to fruition. Puedo ser excusado de la mesa por favor? May I please be excused from the table? She asked looking only to her mother. No, you will stay out here and stop talking all that nonsense about what you thought was going to happen, you are marrying Matthew on Saturday, Its less than a week but what is a few days. He said and sipped from his glass. Ivys face fell and she sat facing forward, lips pinched shut as anger built up inside of her.
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The girl continued to protest and ask to be excused, her father denying all her wishes. It was clear to Matt that her father had made a deal and she was going to have to stick with it. What did surprise and please him was that she didnt storm off, but complied with her fathers demands and stayed at the table, which spoke to the power and dominion he had over her. He couldnt tell from her words if her professed fianc back in the states was real or just something she was using as a further point of contention, not that it mattered to Matt. Like in business, Matt didnt often lose and if he beat another guy and got the girl, it was their loss and his gain, just that simple. Now the young woman probably had a different opinion of it, but at this moment her opinion wasnt having much weight. Matt left the fighting for daughter and father, figuring it served him no purpose to get directly involved. The young woman was obviously pissed off, and Matt could have let it drop, but he was enjoying himself too much. The girl clearly was on the border of throwing a major fit, and it amused him. So he purposely exuded a calm smug faade as he continued to play with her, his attention going between her and his salad, both of which he was enjoying. Excellent, you have a teaching degree thats a very honorable and respectable educational choice, plus its the perfect skill set for mother of my children, dont you think so? Even before she can answer or throw something at him, he turns to her parents and continues. Wouldnt she make the most perfect mother? .
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Mother of his children ? Sex and the thought of making children was the furthest thing from her mind, obviously not his. The thought of sharing a bed with the man was revolting enough, but the idea of him being naked and on top of her, like Thomas, made her turn green. She opened her mouth to say something awful and cruel when her mothers nod in response to what Mr. Richardson said caught her off guard. She knew it was what her mother wanted her mother had only been able to have her and her mother loved children. Happy would have been her mother had she had a child as soon as she was able, her mother would have raised the child happily. Yes my daughter will make a perfect mother and wife. She is beautiful and charming, I fear this has given her a sour disposition, but she is a good and well behaved girl. Once you are married she will get to know you and you will see. Alberto said smiling proudly. ivy watched as her father took her mothers hand reassuringly. Ivy turned to him, venom in her eyes Nunca tener sexo contigo! I will never have sex with you! Sorrow filled her gaze as she looked to her mother. Lo siento mam, no puedo. Im sorry Mama, I cant. She wanted to scream as her eyes fell to her father, Me casar con l, pero yo nunca le perdonarpor esto! I will marry him, but I will never forgive you for this! Ivy shoved her salad plate away as the main course was brought in.
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The parents reacted how Matt expected, and he nodded smiling, as Ivys mother professed her daughter would be a perfect mother and wife. He wasnt surprised when the young woman made an outburst at first directed at him, then her parents. There was a controlled rage barely contained within her, and it only for Matt made her more sexy. Matt was willing to bet, if such things were possible she was a hot fuck in the bedroom. Ignoring her consternation and disapproval with her parents decision, Matt continued to casually eat his salad, only stopping occasionally to continue the conversation. The salad is excellent your staff should be commended. I myself really miss a home cooked meal. Ive traveled a lot the last few years and it will be pleasure finally to be able to come back to a home cooked meal. The message wasnt directed at Ivy, but it was obvious what duty or service he implied by his words was hers to perform. Matt liked the way the old world defined roles within a relationship, and what duties were expected of each. These of course all conflicted with the modern new world perceptions, which he understood, but didnt favor. No he found the old ways a lot more satisfying and enticing, and with this new arrangement was just an opportunity he couldnt pass up. Of course he realized Ivy was going to resist, and that too made it even better, because here a wife could not refuse her husband, anything including her body. So as much as she argued she would never be his or let him touch her, he knew she had very few avenues of escape. So my betrothed what are your culinary talents like?
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Ivy knew what he was getting at by the way he said it. Shed learned to cook at her Abuelas hand her mothers mother had lived with them until her death just before Ivy had left for the states. Though she had ideas for how to make his meals perfect. The way he kept looking her over as if inspecting a prize cow or a piece of meat made her want to rise and slap him. She nodded her head at the maid and gave her a genuine smile before letting it float away like perfume on the breeze. Ignoring his question she cut into the roasted chicken, the flavored rice on the side wasnt what most expected. This was a dish she knew and loved, it was made with fruit as well as peppers, heat with sweet, and it was amazing. After swallowing her bite she sneered at him, My culinary talents, well lets just say you hope you like your tortillas tasteless and most everything burned. Also I hope you are immune to arsenic, rat poison, and various other poisonous materials as they are sure to find their way into your IVELISSE ORIA ESPINAL!!! Alberto growled. Ivys head turned so quick she probably pulled something. Brown colored orbs went wide with fake innocence as he spoke her name. Apologize, She shook her head no and avoided his gaze. Ivy, apologize, Again, she shook her head no and this time, took a bite of food. She felt like a six year old again, it was childish but she was twenty four years old and they were treating her as though she had no brain to think on her own. Why spend all that money on a college degree and then not allow her to use it and instead marry her off to some pig headed chauvinistic ass hole who only wanted her to bend over and take it while she cooked his dinner and suckled one of his brats at her breast. IVY. Im not sorry, Ill never be sorry. I hope he chokes on his chicken and dies right here so I dont have to sleep with him and have his babies and cook for him. Tears streamed down her face as she sat there staring at her plate. Im sorry mother and father. Mr. Richardson go to hell. Her brown eyes burned in his direction, the hatred beyond boiled within.