Chapter 147
Chapter 147
“Fay,” Daniel moans, putting his head in his hands. “What did you just do –”
“It’s everything I’ve ever wanted, Daniel,” I explain, turning apologetic eyes to him. “A way to help my family, to stand on my own two feet, to mark my allegiance with this family. And you and – we can still be – but we can…” I hesitate, not knowing how to
say it all just now.
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But I shake my head, dismissing it, instead turning my eyes to Kent now, grateful for this gift. “Thank you, Kent,” I say, meaning every word. “I’ll do everything I can. Thank you.”
He nods, his face stern, but I swear I see something flicker behind his eyes. A softness I don’t usually see there.
Daniel pushes his chair back hard as he gets to his feet, storming towards the door. “I’ll never forgive you for this, Dad,” he asserts, staring hard at his father as he yanks the door open. “She was mine, the only one I had on my side, and you took her from me.”
I feel guilt roil in my stomach as I realize, suddenly, that he’s right. We entered this room promising each other that we’d be a team, and at the first hint of money and freedom…I abandoned him.
I lower my eyes in shame as Daniel slams the door shut behind
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“Don’t,” Kent says, his voice soft.
I look up at him, confused.
“Don’t let him make you feel bad for doing what’s right for you,” he
insists, his voice steady. “You made the right choice, Fay. And I’ll
take care of you. I won’t let you get hurt.”
I nod, agreeing, but still…Daniel was the only friend I had in this house, really. Was I totally alone now?
“Besides,” Kent continues, producing a second document from
the top drawer of the desk. “We’re not finished with our business
today.”
I frown, leaning forward and picking up the document. What
else could there possibly be? I glance over it, frowning, not
understanding the meaning. It looked like a basic non–disclosure
agreement, but…
“What’s it for?” I ask, looking up at him.
“It’s a contract, Fay.” Kent explains slowly. “For an additional
service I’d like you to perform. One that will be…quite lucrative.”
I return my eyes to the contract, blinking in shock at the astronomical number I see printed on the second page. “What – what for?” I ask, meeting his eyes again. “What do you want me
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Kent places his hands evenly on his desk, his muscular shoulders
rolling as he leans across it to bring his face closer to mine. His
green eyes flash with hunger as he stares into my eyes.
“I want you to be my mistress, Fay.”
I go stock still when I hear the words, completely unable to move,
to react. His eyes hold mine for a moment and then rove lower, to my mouth, my chest, my legs crossed neatly in the chair before dragging slowly back to my face. “And I’m willing to pay
handsomely for the privilege.”
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