The Billionaire's Command

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ke down the last little bit of my resistance, and I was adrift at

e machines buzzing and beeping around me that the noise was one of the only things remindi

beside her bedside, my fingers wrapped tightly around the cool and fr

res; I was being taunted with thoughts of

ll unraveled

the looming threat of Alexander Wolfe closing

abe

the door, with the look of care a

arkened by a cloud of worry as he shifted anxiously, han

with pleasantries. "Wh

could." He stepped cautiously into the room, ner

o hear from him. I had known him since we were kids. And I saw the look in his eyes

sabelle, I know what you're thinkin

my mother's hand

d into a thin li

lap - raw and exposed.

o loud in the private room of the hospital, a

, Isabelle. He's a predator. He smells weakness and

jaw clenching. "

ure I looked him straight in the eye. "No. You s

oice cracking with the emot

the co

o pieces and leave my moth

ndfather built disappear

ed. "I don't have the answers. But givin

ut, some sort of intervention. But I had already spent the last few

bright white pillow. "She is sick, Liam. The stress is k

what about you? When he gets bored

rriage was simply a contract, a consequence of need. But what happens wh

. "I'll wo

"You don't have to d

of this situation. I had nev

oftness. "Isabelle, please. Let me help. We can figu

his hand. "It is t

ke that? You're just going

inside me. "N

ply wrong. The minute you sign that contract,

g to let him see the b

as, I was petrified