LOGINE L A R A E.V. Sterling.I'd have to tell them about E.V. Sterling."Is that really necessary?" I asked. "We're keeping finances separate anyway.""It's necessary for legal protection," Patricia said gently. "If this ever went to court, lack of full disclosure could invalidate the entire contract."I looked at Julian. He was watching me with those sharp blue eyes, and I wondered if he already knew. If he'd already figured it out."I have a consulting business," I said quietly. "Financial consulting, under the name E.V. Sterling. I've been running it for three years, my family doesn't know about it."Dec's eyebrows went up, but Julian's expression didn't change."I know," he said.I stared at him. "You know?" I asked, surprised."Dec found out when he was doing background research, I told him not to mention it. I figured you'd tell us when you were ready.""You knew and you didn't say anything?""It's your business, your secret. I wasn't going to out you."Something warm spread throug
E L A R AI woke up early on Tuesday morning, my stomach was in knots. Today we were finalizing the contract, today this would all become real.I got dressed carefully, in a navy blue suit, professional but not too formal. I wanted to look like I knew what I was doing, even though I felt like I was barely holding it together.My phone buzzed.A text from Julian: Meeting still on for 2 PM. Dec confirmed, are you bringing your lawyer?I typed back: Yes. Patricia will be there.J: Good. See you soon.I stared at that last message.See you soon. In a few hours, I'd be sitting across from Julian Hartmann, negotiating the terms of our marriage like it was just another business deal.Which it was, that's all it was.I had to keep reminding myself of that."Elara!" Mother called from downstairs. "Breakfast!"I grabbed my bag with the contract documents and headed down. Father was already at the table, reading the financial section of the newspaper."Good morning," I said, pouring myself coff
E L A R AI watched Julian walk away, my heart doing strange things in my chest.Very intelligent, interesting wife.He'd said that like he meant it, like he actually saw me as more than just a pawn in some revenge scheme against my family.I sat back down on the bench, needing a minute to process everything.Friday. I was getting married on Friday.To Julian Hartmann.My family's enemy.Oh My God!This was insane.My phone rang.Mother."Hello?""Where are you?" she asked."Central Park. I needed to get some air.""Well, come home, we have menu tasting at three and you need to be there."Menu tasting, for my wedding to Senator Blackwell. The wedding that was never going to happen."I'll be there," I said, hanging up before she could ask more questions.I had five days to get through without anyone finding out what I was planning. Five days of pretending everything was normal while secretly preparing to blow up my entire life.I could do this.I had to do this.I grabbed my bag and he
J U L I A NI got to Bethesda Fountain at 9:45 AM, fifteen minutes early. Old habit, never be late, and always be the one to get to the location first.The park was busy with morning joggers and tourists taking photos. I found a bench with a view of the fountain and sat down, pretending to check my phone, but instead, I was actually watching for Elara.She arrived at exactly 10 AM, wearing jeans and a simple white shirt, her hair pulled back into a ponytail. She looked so different from the polished society princess I usually saw in magazines.She looked real. More... her.She spotted me and walked over, sitting on the bench but leaving space between us."Thank you for meeting me," she said."Of course. So, what do you need to talk about?"She pulled out a folder from her blue bag."I met with my lawyer yesterday, he helped me in drafting a preliminary contract. I wanted you to see it before our official meeting tomorrow."Smart.Come prepared, know what you want."Okay," I said, tak
J U L I A N"You want to do WHAT?" Rosa said, her voice getting that tone that meant I was in trouble.I should have waited to tell her.Should have had the contract signed first, made it official. But Rosa always knew when I was hiding something, and I'd rather tell her now than have her find out later."A contract marriage. One year business arrangement," I said, standing in the kitchen while she made dinner.Rosa had been my nanny since I was eight years old, when my parents left me behind to chase their bohemian dreams in Europe. She had raised me, loved me, scolded me when I needed it. She was more my mother than my actual mother had ever been.And right now, she looked ready to hit me with her wooden spoon."Business arrangement," she repeated. "With a Vance.""Yes.""Eduard's enemy's granddaughter." She said, more like confirming."Yes.""Are you out of your mind?""Possibly."She switched to Spanish, which she only did when she was really upset. I understood enough to know she
E L A R AThe brunch with the Blackwells was exactly as crappie as I expected it to be.We were at Le Bernardin, one of those fancy restaurants where everything costs more than half of my monthly allowance and the food portions are so tiny to the point that a kid would ask for seconds.Senator Blackwell was already there when we arrived, so was his sister Patricia and his son Todd.I had met Todd a few times before today. He was thirty-five, divorced, and had the same disgusting fake charm as his father, every time he looked at me, my skin crawled.Ugh."Elara, darling, you look lovely," Senator Blackwell said, standing to greet me. He kissed my cheek and I had to force myself not to flinch away, but inside me I was cringing."Thank you, Senator," I said, sitting down as far away from him as possible.Unfortunately, he sat right next to me.Help! Save me!"Please, call me Lawrence, we're going to be family soon, after all."I smiled, a fake one and nodded, reaching for my water glass







