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ping the glass in my hand like it might keep me from exploding. Connor

rowled, though part of

s beer. "You've made her life a living hell for the past few months then out of nowhere, you waltz in and tell her to marr

a reason-he doesn't sugarcoat shit. He never has. Doesn't mean it'

me up with Plan B. If I don't get married within a month, all my har

in my life from beyond the grave. I hope you're enjo

I inherit 65% of the business empire, including the company we built together, only if I g

happen. Over my d

ambition. But the man had a flair for drama, and apparently, he couldn't rest in peace without one final power move. He knew how I felt

easy. It had to be for love. No business deal, no marriage of convenience. And t

ve known her long enough to sell it. Tell them you've been secretly seeing each other. No one will suspect it,

plan. Elegant in

... she

se, she

g gulp. "I know what you're about to ask. If I

row but didn't ask

of saying he didn't trust me. I tried firing her the first week, but the contract was ironclad. The only way she could leave was if she q

d with a shrug. "She delivers. E

ly professional. She never talks back-until today. Today she grew a spi

d." Connor smirked. "She picked

ight," I

buzzed, and he slid off his barstool.

e remaining ice in my

felt it-a hand

looked up to see a woman with barely enough fabric on her chest to qualify

the escape, the body and the night. But tonight wa

replied, forcing my

e didn'

drink, and

off. I've never been more

ing back, stepping out into th

at the caller ID.

icke

.." Her voice was shaky, hesitan

esitation. N

'll take

n her between this morning and now. I didn't ask. It wasn't curiosity holding me back-i

uel enough to di

easured. "We'll discuss the terms a

ll and slid the phon

sai

ght actu

might ruin

I've got a f