North’s POVThe second we stepped into the car at the end of contract signing with David Langston, Finn didn't waste a second before sliding right next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. Before I could react, he kissed my forehead and at once, I stiffened. “Don’t do that.” I said through my teeth, shoving him to the side. “You saved my ass back there, that was impressive.” He smacked his lips with his gaze still on me. “I didn’t do it for you,” I said flatly, resting against the door just in case he decides to make another move. “I did it because I want what you promised.”Still smiling, he asked, “The money?”“Yes, Finn. The five million dollars, and the event, you promised both before I accepted to play this game with you.” I huffed. "A forehead kiss will not pay my bills.” I muttered, hands crossed on my chest. “Wow. You're still mad at me.”“You think this is funny?” I snapped. “You paraded me like a trophy. Like your personal showpiece. I had to lie through my teeth
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