PLAYING THE BILLIONAIRE'S CONTRACT GAME

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ed sheets of a bed that wasn't one that I was used to. The events of last night came crashing back into my head and for a fleeti

et, I sat on the edge of the bed and

ed in my ear, followed immedia

outed in unison, their voi

ince I last heard Isla's voice, and I didn't

softly, holding t

ou know how many women would kill to be in your shoes? Zane Mendoza! That man is the

steering the conversation away from

Paris?"

nging warmth to my chest. "We went to the Eiffel

self. "Snails, Isla?

"But Eleanor said it's part

and we're coming straight to see you. You can tell us all about y

ulous statement. "Can'

d me with. She didn't know the truth and thought I was her older sister. Telling her the truth about me being he

us. It was a sharp, cracking noise that caused my entire bo

t?" Eleanor a

ered, already rising to my f

room, my hands gripping the baniste

ed the foyer

curling lazily into the air. He was shirtless, his tattooed torso gleaming under t

g oozed with blood, staining the expensive tiles beneath him. Surrounding them were Zane's men

lk?" Zane's voice wa

elling the truth, boss. I swear! The goods were hijacked

ession still calm. For a moment, I thou

warning, he

e second bullet tore t

h, stifling the gasp tha

as eye level with the man. "Tell me the truth, or I swear

ed, his voic

said he'd kill them if I didn't give him

name Don Carlos clearly st

muttered under his breath. Then

make threats. He makes deals

k his head f

I swe

standing and raising the gun to

from my throat befor

ard me. For a moment, our eyes locke

, biting his bottom lip, he lowered th

d at once. Two of the men dragged the bloo

ill calm. Then, he stubbed out his cigar

" He said smoothly, pres

ody still trembl

ack a little, his hand

already, Mrs

. I swallowed hard, trying

simply, as if that e

ead. "You ca

"You don't need to concern yourself with w

my head. Is that how cau

"How about breakfast at my favori

urned and headed back up the st

at made me feel both elegant and exposed. My reflection stared back, my large amber brown eyes uncertain. My hair was pulled into a messy bun, a few loose strands framing my fac

ne through the mirror, leaning casually against the doorway, his eyes scanning me fro

s he stepped inside, closing the door be

mix of musk and danger, made my head spin. His hand brushed my arm, then slid

e murmured, his voice l

dress and I felt his fingers press against the thin fabric of my pant

anaged to whi

causing me to flutter my lashes close as the sweet sensation weakened my resolve. Slo

ago. This was Zane Mendoza, a completely different man who smoked cigars while shooting pe

to grab his wrist. He paused, his smirk

the window into my room and laugh at everything. That boy hated commitment and didn't have

ring, he knelt down in front of me. I flinched slightly, unsure of what he was doing, until I saw him reach for the

, I was a fool who didn't realize your worth. It takes a man to see that you're

gain, towering over me again. He reached for my hand, pressing a ki

Reina. We're go

at had I gott