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As Tobias leans back in his chair and looks at me in a full of amusement, scrutinizing manner, that rubs me the wrong way. I open my mouth to tell him that if I agree to his proposal, he is to step away from Appleton Bakery and let me run my business how I see fit. But before I can utter a single word, my phone blares to life. Exhaling loudly out of my nose, I straighten while I extract my phone from my bag. My heart plummets into the pit of my stomach when I see who it is that is calling me. A coincidence maybe? Lifting a finger, I gesture to Tobias to hold that thought as I make my way to the far end of his office and answer the call. “Mr. Jameson, this is a surprise. Is everything okay?” I ask him in a hushed tone with my back facing Tobias. “Good morning, Keri. I’m afraid not, we need to talk urgently.” My accountant says in a grim tone, telling me shit’s about to hit the fan. I swallow thickly, “I’m all ears.” "I'm sorry, Keri, but the bakery simply isn't profitable enoug
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Sitting down on the sofa in nothing but a silk robe, I recall the events that happened this morning in Tobias's office, skipping straight to the end where I eventually agreed to marry him. After he had declared that he wouldn’t touch me unless I beg him. I shoved him away from me, watching as a cocky smile erupted across his face before I marched across his office to where the contract sat on his desk, and I signed it with trembling hands. “There. It is done.” I hissed, dropping the pen on his desk as I spun around to face him, feeling like I had signed my soul over to the devil himself. “I get to keep my bakery, and you get your inheritance.” Tobias had rocked on the heels of his feet, shoving his hands into the pockets of his slacks. “I will have Melanie pick up our Marriage Certificate by the end of tomorrow.” He declared in a stern voice. I couldn’t help but shake my head while I scoffed at the same time. “I'm not concerned about the details, Landry. The quicker we get this don
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"Now that you know I am here at the hotel, you can leave.” “Not before I give you this.” He says as he reaches into the back pocket of his jeans. “I should wait, but seeing you like this, in nothing but a silk robe… I have to see it on you, now.” Tobias opens a square jewelry box that contains a diamond-and-ruby-encrusted necklace. I gasp, placing a hand over my mouth as my eyes widen with shock. “I can’t accept this.” “You can and you will, Keri. After tonight, you will be known as the future Mrs. Landry and you need to look the part.” He says in a firm tone that is laced with a challenge for me to defy him. After a moment of admiring the necklace's shimmering beauty in the light, I turn to face the mirror on the wall, gather my hair in my hand, and offer him the privilege of putting it on me. Watching him in the mirror, Tobias delicately removes the necklace from the box before he snaps it shut and tosses it onto the sofa. He moves to stand behind me, pausing when he looks up a
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Upon entering the living room, I pause at the threshold, my gaze rivets on Tobias’s back as he stands tall, looking out the window that oversees the city’s bright lights. My heart rate spikes with both desire and animosity. I have never felt so disgusted in myself for letting my guard down and allowing him to touch me in such a manner that had my toes curling, and me screaming his name like it was a fucking prayer. I could murder him. A life for a life. But I’ll have to wait until after we are married, so I’ll at least get to keep my bakery through our marital status. Shaking my head, I rid myself of the homicidal thoughts crossing through my mind. Gah! He truly does know how to bring the worst out of me without even trying. I continue to stare at him, marvelling as his reflection reveals a contemplative mood. His gaze is unfocused and his lips are drawn into a grim line. I wonder if he feels absolutely disgusted by his actions too… His folded arms betray an intrinsic unea
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The limousine comes to a standstill and I look out the window with a silent prayer of gratitude playing on the tip of my tongue.I am at a loss and stunned into silence by Tobias’s confession with his use of vulgar words orchestrated at me. But it is also comforting to witness the struggle and torment blanketing him as he is realising his self-control is slipping through the hot tips of his fingers.He returns the bottle and glass to the mini bar, combs his fingers through his slick hair, and he exits the limo with a frustrated grunt. I wait for a beat or two to exit after him as he offers me his hand. Placing my left hand in his, I try not to indulge in the way his large hand swallows mine when he encloses his fingers around my palm and lifts my hand to his lips.“Where is the ring I gave you?” He murmurs, masking his soft, spoken words as he plants a delicate kiss on the back of my hand.My gaze wavers from his as I gulp with the camera flashes bursting around us like fireworks. A
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“No, damn it. And I don’t want to. Look-” The music begins to slow down, and he matches the tempo with our steps. “I have to go. I brought you here, and I want to take you back to the hotel suite.”I push away from him, needing to create some distance between us. The emotions that are coursing through my veins aren’t making any sense to me right now.Why do I care so much?It seems as of lately that I have to keep reminding myself that I hate him!And because of him, my brother is dead, yet, every inch of my body ignites with desire every time I am in his presence and when he touches me… it’s like there is nowhere else I’d rather be, and I forget about the devastation he has caused me. “I’ll be fine. Go…”“Keri.” He reaches for me and I quickly take a step back.An arm snakes around my waist and Davis speaks. “I’ve got her cousin. I’ll make sure she gets back safely to her residence. ”“Don’t get in my way, Davis,” Tobias warns.Davis snorts, “I get the impression you are doing one h
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There is nothing worse than waking up in the early hours of the morning, groaning as your stomach churns and your head feels like a marching band is banging pots together horribly out of tune.In addition, your mouth feels like a parched desert and your tongue feels like it has licked a cat's back, resulting in the sensation of a large fluff ball tickling the centre of your tongue; theoretically speaking.“I hope you enjoyed the remainder of your evening that was spent with my cousin Davis,” A dark and dangerous voice sweeps through the room, jolting me wide awake as a ripple of goosebumps erupts across my feverish flesh.I sit upright in the hotel bed, pulling the sheet up around my chest as the room slightly spins. The last thing I remember, before my head hit the pillow after Davis had seen me back to the hotel suite, was me unzipping my dress and delicately placing it over the armchair.The same armchair that is stationed in the corner of the room with Tobias nestling a tumbler o
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