THE BILLIONAIRE'S CONTRACT BRIDE

he thick stack of papers. The words blurred together-marriage, agreement, c

on: On

his expression unreadable. He was too calm, too composed,

hard. "You want

ard, resting his elbo

laugh. "And what exactly do I

smirk. "Besides savin

ctly how desperate she was, how trapped s

pping the papers tightly. "Why me? You're a bi

le flickering in his icy blue eyes. "

retched be

more to this than he was telling her, but

was overdue. She had no s

just offered her the on

ky breath. "Wh

ou'll be my wife in public. We will live together

ent dry. "An

vered. "That's en

wned. "Yo

expect affection. This is a business arrangement, not a roma

ad, refusing to let him fluster her. "So, after one

ure your mother gets the best treatment available

too good

nt it pro

is, her life would no longer be her own. She would be tied to this m

he didn'

her wou

rmed in h

iet amusement, as if he alrea

aybe

eeth. "I want a few

lifted sli

ther will continue receiving treatment, even

ched, almost like he

d-on. "I'm not stupid, Mr. Harper. A man like you doesn't need a

le

shifted in his expression. S

as quickly,

was smooth, controlled. "Sign the contrac

her an illusion of choice, but they bo

Helen grabbed the pe

signed her name at t

t like

d her soul