The Bride He Bought

hold only tightens. His fingers dig into my curls, lo

but my protest is swallowed whole

of his jacket, and instead of pushing him away, I cling to him.

s suddenly, h

d when I look up, he is smiling. And it

ingers slide down to capture my hand

a scrambled mess. The guards haven't moved. The

whole thing isn't just p

opens the door like a ge

in the hell I go from marching up to Moretti Towers like some fearless avenger

Dante on the cover of Forbes, celebrated for his empire genius and so-called vision. Seeing him do so well while my father can barely get

d of answers, I have his

d me and kissed me in front of the entire building. That man was w

only are you a thief, you'

under the weight of his eyes. His mou

Glover Vance's daughter. I was really str

sti

hat's why! You ran my father's c

." His voice cool like ice. "I don't underst

been hell. We are in debts, almost homeless and it's all

y, am I supposed

you're a fraud. Take responsibility for what you di

ould really be i

r laugh. "Me? In jail? For

awsuits, Miss Vance. Six. He disrupted my business, tried to poison my investors, and when a

ever asked for and he took it, because of all your lies. But all it took wa

ould have sued him for fraud. He was already in ruin before I arrived." He leans closer, voi

snap somet

the car

esn't

, stop.

ver keep

. "I'm not playing

and motions t

ws and pulls

es to a full stop,

ope every single dollar you make turns to ash in your han

thing I have. The sound ech

n I

d by tears, by the sheer st

ouldn't even articulate myself well. I sho

peeds off

t turn

can

tep away fe

ace s

to get some money and I didn't even think of it. That kiss, that

my tracks

go wide i

that ki

of so many people. In pu

tically. I wipe my face once,

he conversation about my father go on

t sc

my G

r, choking on my breath. "Yo

ears and head towar

hink about kissing strang