s were trembling, but not from the cold. She had done it. She had signed the contract. One year of her life,
ll down her spine. Billio
e waiting room. Seventeen years old. Pale. Hooked up to an IV. Dying. Lia swallo
op in front of the buildin
steppe
n W
wayed in the wind as he moved. There was power in every step-controlled and silent, like a predator
eyes
o
outh that looked like it forgot how to smile. His presence pressed against her chest
aid, voice low and
It wasn't raining when
ver, not with desire-but with calc
here." She forced the words o
r, then nodded
olf, raw and male-wrapped around her. Her heart hammered as he slid in besi
n't explain where they were going.
ter, they pulled u
n said, stepping out. "But I e
t ru
l find
d as Cain handed over documents. The marriage license was already prepared.
t with tremb
as d
ecome the wife
. Always
n five minutes. No rings.
adable it made her stomach twist. "You're mine no
e a si
care of. But yo
hard. "You s
y of my rules, the deal is off. And your sist
se he was cruel-but because h
s that whispered of secrets. Inside, everything was cold marble, glass, a
d her to
id, eyes avoiding hers. "
oo big, too sterile, too qui
e you were desperate
he walk
dge of the bed,
t, she di
done. Wondering what kind of man Cain Wolfe really was. Wondering if she'd mad
cked on her door with brea
as a ban
ransferred to a private
breath
pt his
e owed him
fe wasn't do
her, silent again, eating li
marry me at all? You c
e I needed someone no one would miss. And because my father left a will. I
n is
n at his glas
lood ra
use
rice. Now stop pretending y
chair. "I didn't ask to be
thing, Mrs. Wolfe. In this world, surviv
lose, until she could se
now, you