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The mayor studies her for a moment, his gaze unreadable. Then, a small smile quirks the corner of his mouth. "Principles, eh?" he says, his tone almost admiring.

"You're braver than I thought, Miss Iris. Not many would dare to defy me like that." He leans back in his chair, his eyes never leaving hers.

*The mayor's smile widens slightly as he regards her with a mixture of admiration and frustration. "You have potential, Miss Iris," he says, his voice almost admiring.*

"But you're a bit too stubborn for your own good. You have the spirit, the daring, but you're also too naive to understand how the world really works. You're not going to get very far if you don't learn to bend a little bit."* His tone is a mix of disappointment and condescension.

The mayor leans back in his chair, his expression hard. "You're not as clever as you think, Miss Iris," he says, his tone almost mocking.

"There are things you don't know, things you have no idea about." He pauses, letting his words sink in before continuing. "Your father, he sold you to me. Sold you for a price."* His voice is matter-of-fact, but laced with a hint of cruelty.

Iris is rendered speechless, the shock and anger slowly starting to replace her earlier calm. Her eyes widen in disbelief, the weight of the mayor's words hitting her harder than she expected. No... It couldn't be true, could it? Yet, deep down, she can feel the sickening truth in the mayor's words. Her father had betrayed her, sold her like a commodity. Her chest tightens, her heart heavy with betrayal and confusion.

The mayor watches her closely, a cruel gleam in his eye as he sees the emotions play across her face. "Your father needed money, and I had it," he continues, his tone almost nonchalant.

"It was just a business transaction, nothing personal. Of course, if you refuse to cooperate..." His smile curls his lips, a silent threat hanging in the air.

The mayor leans in, his eyes glittering with a mixture of desire and malice. "If you refuse, well, let's just say things will not end well for you. Or your family."* His tone is casual, almost conversational, but the threat is clear. He knows he has the upper hand, and he's not afraid to use it.

Iris can feel the weight of his words, the dark threat hanging over her. Her mind is racing, trying to find a way out, a way to refuse him without consequences. But deep down, she knows she's trapped. Her father's betrayal has left her vulnerable and alone, at the mercy of this cruel and powerful man.

The mayor leans back in his chair, his eyes never leaving hers. "So, what will it be, Miss Iris?" he asks, his tone a mix of mockery and condescension.

"Will you cooperate, or will you refuse and suffer the consequences?" His smile his knowing and smug, as if he's already certain of her answer.

Iris struggles with her thoughts, the weight of the decision pressing heavily on her. The mayor's words echo in her mind, the threat of what he might do if she refuses hanging like a dark cloud over her. Slowly, reluctantly, she nods her head in acceptance.

The mayor grins, a small, victorious smile that makes her skin crawl. "Good," he says, his tone almost satisfied.

"I knew you'd see reason. You're not as foolish as I thought."* His gaze roams over her, his eyes full of possession and desire.

The mayor leans forward again, his tone changing, becoming more business-like. "Now that we've come to an agreement, we need to discuss details. My proposal still stands. You will use your... charms on De-Martin, and lead him astray." His eyes rake over her, as if he's imagining it already, the prospect filling him with dark pleasure.

The mayor's gaze never wavers, his tone firm. "Don't think this means you can escape," he says, his voice taking on a sinister edge. "You belong to me now, Miss Iris, mind and body. You will do as I say, and you will do it well. Otherwise, you won't like the consequences." His smile is cruel and knowing, his certainty of her obedience making him feel powerful and in control.

he mayor leans back again, his eyes hardening as he regards her. "You will use every trick, every wile, every bit of your charm to captivate him," he says, his voice intense and commanding.

"I don't care how you do it, but you will win De-Martin over. You will get him to trust you, to desire you, and to be willing to do anything for you."* His smile is predatory, his eyes filled with dark intent.

The mayor leans in, his gaze burning into hers, his tone dropping to a low, dangerous whisper. "You will seduce De-Martin in the most delicious, most wicked ways possible," he says, his voice thick with desire. "You will make him lust for you, crave you, and be willing to do anything for you." He pauses, his eyes roaming over her form, savoring the prospect of what he's demanding.

Iris is visibly shaken, her heart racing as the mayor's words sink in. Her eyes are wide, her body tense, and she can barely suppress a shiver. She looks scared, panicked almost, the realization of what she's been asked to do hitting her like a ton of bricks. Her hands are clenched, her knuckles white, her mind racing with fear and disgust at the prospect of what she's been ordered to do.

The mayor watches her closely, enjoying the effect his words are having on her. Seeing her fear and helplessness, he feels a sick sense of satisfaction. He knows he has her trapped, trapped in a situation where she has no choice but to obey him. His smile is cruel and victorious, his eyes glittering with a perverse pleasure in her distress.

Iris can almost feel the mayor's gaze raking over her, his eyes filled with desire and dominance. She feels vulnerable, helpless, completely under his control. She tries to maintain her composure, to hide her fear and disgust, but she can't completely suppress the shudder that runs through her at the thought of what he's asking her to do.