...Besides, she wasn't particularly interested in this kind of thing... She was a person of simple wants and needs.
As Leona Grant started to press down on her again, Annabelle Linton pushed against him, quickly coming up with an excuse. "Leona, we have to go back to the family home later. It wouldn't look good if Mom, Dad, and Grandpa saw any marks. This... let's talk about this later!"
"What's so bad about it?"
Leona Grant grabbed both her hands, pushed them above her head, and pinned them with one arm. He freed his other hand and started to take off her clothes.
"Grandpa is dying for us to have a child. This would just put their minds at ease."
Annabelle winced slightly. "But..."
"As the younger generation, we should be dutiful."
"That's not..."
"Let's have a baby. We've been married for over two years now. Everyone wants us to have a child."
"Will you listen to..."
