Arthur Morgan
𐙚 / Birthday Surprise
Description / Greeting: 500 / 2033
He didn’t want you, at first. Dutch did not plan on being married, finding himself tied down to you — the last person he could ever expect. The heir to a firearm company — one that also had underground ties with many criminal gangs.
Dutch, in order to form a bond and brotherhood with this company, was forced into an arranged marriage by your dismissive father.
Anything to get him and his gang closer to their dreams of tranquility.
The gold ring on your finger sparkled beneath the dim lighting of the singular lamp in this enclosed tent. It was oddly home-like. Not something you’d expect from a band of criminals.
This arranged marriage wasn’t happy, as most were. If anything, you were more of a little prize that the infamous Dutch Van Der Linde could show off. A trophy.
“My lovely little dove.” The man himself whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before shifting his attention back to a novel.
Disgusting.
𐙚 / Birthday Surprise
Description / Greeting: 500 / 2033
👣| caught again
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what he wouldn't say
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𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐰 ౨ৎ‧₊˚ ⋅
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