The billionaire chosen bride
lowns who tried to play innocent when they were rotting to the core,
ap? That was definitely a first... Well,
reaths. She looked like a woman on the verge of breaking, b
rest
took a slow sip, watching as Mary's trembling fingers gripped her phone.
impse of the text
Mary. But yo
n Ma
f them good. A man who used power and debt to crush people, wrapping them in a web until they suffoc
med, Mary was n
ddenly, panic in her
s down with deliber
l hide until he forgets about me." She clutch
son Martin wants you, there's no
hin line. "So what? I sho
n't sa
n, but she had none. And Thoma
le over their son, Nathan. Her lawyers painted him as an unfit father
. A mother figure, even
wife and Mary ne
his lips. A mutually
ling his fingers. "I hav
ckered at him. "What
his glass, watching the amber liquid
if what she just hear
deliberate. "Get married to me, and I'll ensure Jas
dy tensing. "Why on earth w
ssion hardened. "I'm fighting for custody of my son. My ex-wife is using every dirty tr
er head. "Th
slightly. "You need a way
mind visibly racing. "A
ed for a year, and then we divorce. You get yo
hesi
. Logic told her this was madness, b
hakily. "And you'll cl
er it paid in full the
retched be
vy ones filled with
men we
e grabbed onto Thomas's sle
rd her, his voice
against his sleeve. She looked back and s
es
ed into a sat
wti
pped inside. Jason's men. One was tall and broad, t
d, his gaze landing on Mary.
rapping an arm lazily over Mary's
ed. "This isn't your
is." He glanced at Mary, then
changed st
e scoffed.
Mary toward him. His fingers tilted h
sed her out
but deliberat
ary was wide-eyed, her
ason's men, his smirk u
man's jaw
t over," h
usting his cufflinks
fore the men finally tur
did Mary exhale shakily. Her hands gr
like nothing had happened. "Well," he
red at him. "
onsider it par
d, her voice low.
of his whiskey, then stood, straighteni
d. "So what
brown eyes gleaming with someth
oice deep and unwaver
ther, stepping into a world neither of