The Billionaire Bride Of Convenience

ttered, my voice barely carryin

e emptiness, his posture rigid and unwelcoming. The ornate chandelier overhead cast a cold, steri

ym," he answered briefly. "Yo

the upper floor without even a retrogressive look. Th

n articulation as indistinguishable as Mike's made a sound a

yet I gestured, grasping the ha

aze of foyers. The manor was a magnum opus of riches and taste, yet it seemed more like a gallery than a hom

sovereignty. A huge four-banner bed ruled the space, its flawless white cloths flanked by rich end tables. W

ply ring," the head servant said prior t

room. It was wonderful, no question about that, yet it s

find Mike resting up against the casing. His tie was relaxed

e," he said, his tone wi

the word to linger palpably. "Is t

hings considered, he ventured inside, his presence occu

g last. "The sooner we sort out some

out his look. "You're expec

er, it wasn't exactly a grin. "Grea

ne. "For what reason would you sa

ever he didn't think back. "You settled on y

disappointed murmur. Living with it - that was the s

contacts felt awkward here, yet I attempted, at any rate, to set a little photograph of Mia on the end tabl

strides to feel excessively clear. I meandered capriciously, taking in the lavish environmental factors. Every

shelves that extended to the roof. A fire snapped in the hear

den fluid in his grasp. His tie was gone, his shirt unfastened at the

sked without turning

ividual lives in a spot like this," I an

ffy sound. "Also, what

's a sor

n, sharp and evaluating. "

I recognized a gleam of something clearly - something

s, Cath?" he said, his tone solid

ng into the room. "For what

pressure in his jaw was telling. "

d than what y

his elbows kneeling down. "This isn't private. It's business. You nee

you need, Mike? A gorgeo

cured. "You know

t, tell me," I test

ut the distance between us. "Watch out, Cath

s I will not, however, I have the right to un

that point he ventured back, running a hand through hi

for more, however it was cle

re was something else to Mike Rowling besides what he let

ked down a collapsed note on the end table. Th

o you trust i