Claiming Pembroke

r

st. I wasn't an expert on cars, but even I could tell this one was exp

perfect blend of classic elegan

potted a built-in fridge

eeded that in a car unles

r, almost too welcoming. For a fleeting moment, I

didn't fe

wasn't some reckless groom looking

hing

er space, the flawless details

r not have unde

ngagement crasher for the rest of

e smiled-polite, genuine, like he actually enjoyed

e back and turne

lid open soundlessly like it recogn

th sculpted hedges. At the end of it stoo

was not an a

definitely

y phone and ty

ch did you charge for this job?

heart pounding

ight, ma'am?" t

ther fake smile. "

ion. "What's this car call

ch GLS

ed like I had no cl

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ort

ix hadn't giv

strand of hair behind my ear, I

bably the most extravagant

in jeans a

t I wor

ed to fix my appearance, smoothing

o bold for the atmosphere. Not th

, toned down the eye make

nd

pped out, waiting

turally clean, like it had been

, scanning the flawl

only fueled

going to p

pped to the back of the car, d

ensive. "What do you mean, l

ou paid me five hundred bucks for a job where the car alone costs over two hundred grand? An

y out of this,"

ping with sarcasm. "You didn't care about me when you

Somewhere i

hen my only sister made a mistake trying to protec

y dream of becoming a doctor. Th

as pr

an. A Pembroke. And he wante

lie about something like that. But every v

to raise the baby without h

lives would be, how i could actually bec

I am a stripper i

day, I g

ency

I got there,

like

she'd been

e a Pembroke

y, I knew-she had deli

threatening, crying until

mother, and that man (Jaicy's baby father) is a successor of Pe

the

sister

wledge the child wh

They stole her. Took th

ix's voice growle

uh

was five

edding and yelling, 'The groom is mine' before walking out. Wire me a fair amoun

"Don't curse on

eed to," I sai

he driver. "W

d front doors. "Waiting f

popped up: $1,0

ile curle

'll be going

shoulders and wa

job, get out

, but before I could ope

-Grant was supposed to be y

iddle-aged woman smiled at me

blurted, cutting

matically, aware of my cheap heels clicking aggress

ing of chandeliers. Wealth

n't here

e to caus

an eng

wti

and Beautiful, I will say. Sitting beside a w

was

was G

I called, voice trembling with fake heartbre

y. Her lifeless body

nked

. Not l

that spilled d

eren't

tly, eyes wide, s

expected, he did something that

d me int

Strong. Wa

, voice low and full of

sorry I

s still acting. He felt l