Chaotic Love
le's
ff, and the ground's crumbling underneath you, and you know y
itting across from Ad
us stretches, taut
ead of six-shooters, we've got... whatever the hell
me," he repeats, as if it's a perfectly normal Tuesday thing to say to a complete stranger
ee how far the peasants will go for rent money? Because if i
close. "This is a business proposition," he says smoothly. "You mar
that somehow manages to look both amused and tired. Then, wordlessly, he pick
could double as headlights beams into the camera. "And in shocking news today, billio
to the vi
here like a brooding action hero while I, the crazy barte
s. Someone in the crowd shouts, "Hey Adrik, what's with the bartender? New girlfriend?" Another voice: "Billionai
avior are mounting as Sterling Industries prepares for its historic IPO. Investors are growing nervous. Can the
for the quiet hum of the city beyond the glass windows. A
s you can see, I have a public r
orward slightly, and even though he's not touching me, it feels like he is. "Because, Ms. Winters, appe
personal life, the media frenzy dies. Investors
ams 'stability'?" I ask, incredulous. "Buddy
ugh to be believable. You're not a
k drawer and pulls out a slim black folder. Slides it across the desk with
act insid
thick. Skimming the first page
lars upon completion, Equity shares in Aurum Tech subsidi
Just an image." I flip to the next page. There's a whole clause about mandatory public appearances, social media posts, attending corporate events togeth
ly. Five million dollars? I could pay off my loans, Set Lila up for life, Start my
e. Want to point out that marriage is supposed to be about love, not damage control. That somewhere deep inside me, the little girl
ter." His gaze softens, just for a moment. "Because," he says quietly, "you hit me without hesitation. You didn
r called me
e to decide?" He shrugs, casual. But there's a tightness around his eyes that b
n dollars, one year,an eternity, a heartbea
tunities tend to...expire." I get to my feet, folder clutched
Be careful," he says softly. "Once you step into my world... there's no going back." Th
air is cris
t me in a blur, neon signs blinking in the
million dollars,One year. The
the city wash over me. Somewhere dee
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