Bought by the Billionaire: A Contract of Hearts

iry-tale weddings for others, her own life was far from perfect. She was in serious financial trouble, with her business struggling to stay afloat. Her pride made it hard for her to ask f

t could cut glass, and a presence that commanded every room he entered, he was the epitome of power and privil

She'd expected a business meeting, perhaps a discussion about planning a high-profile wedding for one of h

r rather than a lifelong commitment which should be built on love and trust. He slid a

The rich aroma of the espresso suddenly felt suffocating. "Excu

ips together, his gaze never leaving hers. "It's simple," he said, his tone as smooth as the whiskey she imagined he dr

, incredulous. "You're insa

rling into a smirk that made her stomach flip in the mo

he handle of her coffee cup. She wanted to laugh in his face, to tell him exactly where he could shove his ridiculous proposal. But as much as she wanted to storm out of his office and never look back, the weight of her financial struggles pressed down on her. The numbers flashed in her mind like a neon sig

perate measures, and Gabrielle

ere, rhe terms, the conditions, the rules, and the language that reduced marriage to a tran

ession unreadable. He was the kind of man who exuded power and control. He

d, her voice barel

n I've met who doesn't fall at my feet. And because," he added, his tone turning se

ght be her only way out. With a deep breath, she picked up the pen and signed her name

hake the feeling that her life was abou