Millicent's POVThis time, I arrive first. I make sure I leave an hour early, that way, he’ll know I mean this shit.I choose a booth in the back of the diner, positioning myself so I can see the door clearly. When Damon walks in, I watch him scan the room, spot me, and make his way over. He moves like he owns the place, which, for all I know, he might."Miss Andrews." He slides into the seat across from me, his cologne slapping me hard before anything he might say. "You said you have conditions.""I do." I pull out a folded piece of paper, my own contract, handwritten, nowhere near as impressive as his legal documents but no less binding in my mind. "I've read your terms. It’s time you hear mine."Something flickers in his expression. Surprise, maybe, or interest. "Go on.""First, Josh gets to live with me in the mansion. Not in some separate wing, not with some nanny I've never met. With me, in my quarters, I'm his mother, and I decide who cares for him and how."He nods once. "Agr
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