LOGIN"Fall in love with me, and you lose ten million." That's not a threat. That's the deal. Cassian Wolfe doesn't make offers. He delivers ultimatums. Billionaire. Sports mogul. Champion horse racer. He built an empire on broken rules and even more broken people. He doesn't negotiate. He dominates. He doesn't forget. He collects. And Sadie Sinclair? She was always his favorite thing to break. He tortured her through high school. Mocked her through college. Humiliated her in ways that still burn under her skin. He slammed her confidence into the dirt and then stepped over her like she was nothing. And now he's back, richer and colder than ever, with the same sharp jaw, the same cruel smirk, and a proposition that makes her skin crawl. Her father's legacy is dying. Silvermane Stables is seconds from being swallowed by debt. And Cassian is the only one holding a check big enough to keep it alive. But his terms? Brutal. She has to work under him. Live with him. Stand by while he takes over everything she ever loved. And help him launch one final race under her father's name. Thirty days. One contract. One rule. If she falls in love with him, even for a second, the ten million bonus disappears. She wants to hate him. Should hate him. But Cassian doesn't just get under her skin. He rips it open and dares her to bleed. He taunts. He smirks. He walks in like he owns the world and smells the second her knees go weak. He's poison. Pain. Power in a suit. And thirty days might not be enough to stop her from crawling into his bed and begging him to destroy her all over again.
View MoreSADIE The silence Cassian left behind wasn’t empty. It was heavy, pulsing with the rhythm of the machines that were keeping me tethered to a life I couldn’t verify. I stared at the ceiling, watching the shadow of a tree branch dance across the white tiles. Except, the more I looked at it, the more the shadow didn't look like a branch. It looked like a hand—long, spindly fingers reaching for my throat. I blinked, and the image vanished, leaving only the dull ache in my side and the frantic thrumming of my heart. Julian. The name was a splinter in my brain. Every time I ran my tongue over the mental wound of it, I felt a flash of something. Not a memory, exactly—more like a sensory ghost. The smell of expensive cigars. The sound of a deck of cards being shuffled. The feeling of a cold, smug smile directed at the back of my head. I couldn't stay in this bed. The "safety" the doctor promised felt like a cage, and the medicine was a fog I needed to claw my way out of. I grabbed the e
SADIE White. Everything was white. The ceiling, the walls, the sheets tucked so tightly around my legs that I couldn't move. My head felt like it had been stuffed with cotton and then set on fire. Every time I tried to think, a sharp, stabbing pain flashed behind my eyes, making the world spin. Beep. Beep. Beep. The sound was steady and annoying. I wanted to reach out and turn it off, but my arms felt like they weighed a thousand pounds. I looked down at my hands. They were pale, thin, and hooked up to a bunch of clear tubes. Where am I? I tried to remember how I got here. I remembered... a birthday party? No, that was years ago. I remembered a rainy day at the park. I remembered my mom’s voice. But when I tried to remember yesterday, or the day before that, there was just... nothing. It was like someone had taken a giant eraser to my brain and left a big, blank smudge. The door creaked open. A man walked in. He was tall, wearing an expensive-looking suit that was wrinkled and
Cassian I grabbed a silk scarf from her vanity table and tied it tight around her waist to slow the bleeding. She let out a soft moan of pain, her head lolling against my shoulder. "Stay with me, Sadie. Don't you dare close your eyes. Keep looking at me." I scooped her up. She weighed almost nothing, like she was fading away right in my arms. I carried her down the stairs, my boots slipping slightly on the blood near Mara. I couldn't leave Mara there to die, either. She had risked her life for us. So I had to go back there and take her with me. I laid Sadie in the backseat of my car, propping her up with my leather coat. Then I ran back inside, hoisted Mara over my shoulder, and carried her out too. I shoved her into the passenger seat, buckled her in, and jumped behind the wheel. The drive to the private clinic was a blur of adrenaline and pure fear. I ran every red light, my hand constantly reaching back to touch Sadie’s leg, making sure she was still moving. "Sadie, talk to
CASSIAN I drove like a man with a death wish. The city lights were nothing but blurry red and white streaks against the black sky. My hands were gripped so tight on the steering wheel that my knuckles were stark white and my fingers had gone completely numb. But I didn't care about the pain. The only thing I could feel was the icy knot of terror tightening in my stomach. Julian Vance was back. The man who had spent years trying to ruin me was now sitting in my boardroom, laughing as he stole my life’s work. But the company didn’t matter. The money didn’t matter. If Julian was at the office, it meant his people were at my house. It meant Sadie was a target. "Answer the phone, Mara! Pick up!" I yelled at the dashboard, my voice cracking. I was on my tenth attempt to call her. Finally, the line clicked. But there was no "hello." Instead, I heard a heavy, wet breathing sound and a soft, gurgling noise that made my blood run cold. It was the sound of someone struggling to stay al






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