Rejecting The Billionaire's Contract Marriage

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pen. A freezing, torrential down

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ate card, issued by Vance's management team. Th

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s voice cutting through the sound of the

one so tightly her k

elled over the storm. "I don't nee

ightened. He

ped out into the pouring rain. H

Carra could scream, he bent down, wrapped his arm around the back o

ieked, pounding her fist

usly into the back seat of the Maybach and

creen," Jo

tion between them and the

ently. Her thin dress wa

nd threw it over her head. The heavy fa

o the underground parking garage of the m

nd into a private elevator that r

or-to-ceiling glass, overlooking the glittering, rain-swept city. The furn

housekeepe

ordered, loosening his tie a

et jacket onto a

e anger finally boiling over. "You think becau

ystal decanter and poure

y mocked, his voice lethal. "Your fre

a sa

ked her index finger hard into the center of his chest. "You're just a

lack. The air in the room sud

s. It shattered on

her back, and slammed her against the fre

her chest heav

aged. Inside, the si

n't ask for permission. He cr

a punishment. It was raw, aggr

p, twisting her head. Her teeth clashed agains

te of blood floo

o ignite something feral inside him. He deepened the kis

t men who thought they could play God with her life. But his overwhelming dominance, the absolute certainty in his punishing grip, violen

ing in the agony of the last few hours, and she desperately needed something-anything-to overwrite

grabbed the lapels of his wet

wept her off her feet, car

open with his foot and threw her

ipping the thin silk of her ruined dress

of the penthouse, drowning out t

her nails into his back, and le