“She’s not dead?”
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“Allow me to make reparation for any harm to your family’s reputation…and marry her.”
“I’m not giving up racing.”
“Are you picturing me in my underwear?” she guessed.
He was the full romance hero package with his warrior physique, his chartered helicopter, and his stony, arrogant expression.
How many secrets did he even have? Who was the Fixer?
“How could you fire me? I haven’t even started work yet!”
Far too late, she realized what was happening. She was being kidnapped. Again.
“This is why I’m such a bastard. This is why I don’t compromise. This is why I can never be the man you wanted me to me.”
He was no gentleman. She didn’t know what he was, but had the distinct feeling he was somebody. Not a normal plebeian like her.