WHISPERED LIES OF THE BILLIONAIRE

bearing the weight of every bad decision I was going to make. I couldn't yet see the tangled web

sat across from me, his posture incredibly composed, his piercing stare unblinking. I detest

ung just over the dotted line. Jack responded, "Take your time," in a suave, almost derisive tone. "I'd hate for you to

I looked down once more. The mansion where I had grown up, owned by my family, was collapsing due to outstanding obligations. Once a rock of strength, my fat

table."It's done," I said, my voice hardly audible. Jack's long fingers moved with painstaking precision as he took up the document. A small smile played at the corners of his mouth as he looked at my autograph. After saying, "Good," he got up and s

tations of me? He moved in closer, taking over the area between us. I briefly believed I saw a glimpse of something darker and more menacing in his gaze, but it vanished as fast. "Amelia, I'm counting on you to do your share. Not a bit more, not a bit less. Even though my breath caught, I couldn't take my eyes off it. "And if I don't?"Jack cocked his head and grinned s

p that night. The day's events kept coming back to me as I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. Jack's voice encircled his words like a

velope and a garment bag. One of them added, "This is for you," in a formal yet aloof tone. "Be ready in an hour."I silently nodded, took the things from him,

black sedan as we headed toward Jack's estate, the city fading behind the windows. With the

, Amelia," and held out his hand. "Shall we begin?"After a moment of hesitation, I put my hand in his. His touch was icy, his hold tight. As he ushered me inside, I was astounded by the lavishness all

minder that this was a business partnership rather than a conventional marriage. But Jack turned to fac

th the smell of paper and leather, and the room was darkly illuminated. The walls were loaded with shelves that held papers and files."What is this?" My question was hardly audi

cause rescuing your family isn't the only goal here, Amelia. Retaliation is at issue. And now you're involved in it."His wor