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AaronI woke up frustrated. Actually, that was putting it mildly.I had barely slept all night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Bree standing in my doorway, trying not to stare at me while pretending she wasn't staring at me. And every time I remembered the way she'd looked at me, my wolf became impossible to control.*Go to her.*I'd heard it all night.*Find our mate.*I clenched my jaw and stared at the ceiling. "She's downstairs."*Then go downstairs.*"No."*She is ours.*"We can't force her. She needs to choose us on her own."The silence that followed lasted only a few seconds before he pushed back again. *Then why did you let her leave?*I didn't have an answer for that.My room had always been the one place I could shut out the rest of the world. No board members, no employees, no family expectations, no endless meetings or phone calls. Just silence. A small piece of normalcy. Now Bree had been in here. She had barely touched anything, but her scent seemed to have settled
BreeI woke up before my alarm the next morning. For a few seconds, I lay there staring at the ceiling, running through everything I needed to do. Then I pushed the thoughts away and reached for my phone. It was still early, and the estate was quiet. Since it was Saturday, I had no real reason to be awake this early, but I needed to take care of one thing before Aaron knew what I was doing.I got dressed quickly and slipped out of my room without making much noise.I didn't want Aaron's help. That was the thought I kept repeating to myself as I made my way outside. The contract might have given me access to his money, but I didn't want him paying for Leslie's treatment directly. I didn't want him knowing how much the hospital needed or asking questions about her condition.Most of all, I didn't want Leslie knowing that the man I'd secretly agreed to spend the next year with was the reason her treatment could continue.That was my problem to carry. At least, that was what I told myse
BreeI quickly looked away. If the floor could open up and swallow me, I would have happily volunteered.Aaron didn’t say anything, which somehow made me even more embarrassed. I tightened my grip on the folder and cleared my throat. “I wasn’t staring.”One eyebrow lifted.I sighed. “Okay. Fine. Maybe I was staring a little.”There was no point lying when my face was probably giving me away anyway. I shoved the folder toward his chest. “Here. Signed. Done. You can put a shirt on now.”The corner of his mouth lifted, almost forming a smile, and that tiny reaction annoyed me more than it should have. Aaron took the folder from me, and our fingers brushed. A ridiculous amount of heat shot through me; it was more electric than anything I’d ever felt with anyone. I immediately pulled my hand back as though pretending it hadn’t happened would somehow make it less obvious.His eyes darkened. Something predatory flickered behind them. “Come inside.”“You told me to stay out of your room.”“A
BreeBy the time I got back to the estate, I was exhausted. Not the kind of tired that a few hours of sleep could fix. I felt emotionally drained, like I'd spent the entire day carrying something heavy and had only just remembered I was still holding it.I went straight to my room and closed the door behind me. The contract was still sitting on my vanity. I carried it and placed it on the bed, staring at it for several seconds.Twenty million dollars. One year. Aaron Blackwood.My heart tightened. I had spent the entire day telling myself this was just a decision I needed to make for Leslie, a practical decision, nothing more. But staring at my name on the final page made it feel real.I sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the pen, my hand hovering over the signature line. If I signed this, there would be no pretending afterward. I would be agreeing to become Aaron's secret. Agreeing to something that could hurt me more than I wanted to admit.I thought about Leslie lying in that
AaronI watched Bree disappear through the hospital entrance, then got back into the car. As soon as the door closed, I pulled out my phone and called another driver."Where are you?""On my way to the company, sir.""Come to the hospital."A short pause. "Yes, sir."I ended the call and looked toward the entrance again.The engine idled softly under the quiet hum of the street, waiting for a command I was forcing myself not to give.My wolf stirred immediately. *We should stay with her.*"No."*Our mate is upset.*"She said she would be fine."*She is not fine.*I ignored him and looked away. Bree had made it clear she didn't need me hovering. She had a friend in the hospital, and I had a company to run. There was no reason to stand around waiting for her when she'd already told me she could handle things.At least, that was what I kept telling myself.When my driver arrived, I transferred cars, left instructions for the driver to take her anywhere she wanted, and headed for the offic
BreeAaron leaned back in his chair, his eyes still fixed on me. "What did you decide?"I looked at him, and for a moment I couldn't speak. I had imagined this moment so many times since he'd put that contract in front of me. In every version, I'd been angry. Sometimes I told him no. Sometimes I threw the contract back at him and walked away. None of those versions had included Leslie lying in a hospital bed."I'll accept the contract," I finally said.Something changed in his expression, though I couldn't tell exactly what."Are you sure?"I nodded. "On one condition."His eyes narrowed slightly. "What condition?""I want fifty percent of the payment upfront."The room went quiet. Aaron stared at me for several seconds. He didn't look angry. If anything, he looked disappointed."Fifty percent?""Yes.""That's ten million dollars.""I know."His jaw tightened. He looked away for a moment, then back at me. "Are you really that desperate for the money?"The question caught me off guard,







