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Chapter 2 No.2
ace. Aria stared at it, the springs of the mattress digging into h
er father. Ten from Julian. Twelve fr
ght, and opened her laptop. The screen glowed in the dim room, illumina
e Young
d full access to the principal sum of five million dolla
er financial survival depended on finding a husband. Her father had cut her off
laptop. She n
r East Side, the kind of place where the floor stuck to your shoes and the air smelled of stale beer and b
weatshirt up. She didn't look lik
key, neat. The che
nding her. She scanned the room. It was mostly empt
looked like it had survived a war, the elbows worn smooth and grey. His dark hair was me
He looked broke.
't waiting for anyone. He had the posture of a man carrying
e gulp. The alcohol gave her
to his booth, tr
te him. When he did, Aria felt her breath hitch. His
his voice was deep
ed money?"
er of his mouth tw
g her hands on the table to stop them from shaki
r. He looked at her hoodie, then down to her hands, noting the p
said. It wasn't a question. "The one
"And yes. I'm her. Which means you know I have
ed at the smudge on his cuff, then back at
can pay off your debts. I can fund you
t the cuff.
" she said. "A retainer of five thousa
y sound. "Fifty thousand. Yo
d. "And you look like you do
rrowing slightly. For a second, he looked dangerous. Predatory. B
prenup,"
inked.
f we split, we walk away with what we came wi
ed she would take his easel? "Fin
ows who I am or where I live. You
ck of cash-the last of her savings. Two thousand dollars. "This
ey, then at her. He
or the license. I'm not worried ab
aller than she expect
" he said, ex
lm was calloused, wa
ight thirty," Harland
her heart hammering against her ribs. She pulled out her p
ried to
a sleek, black phone from his
ssage to his
tandard Wheeler protocol. I
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