Chapter One:

"Miss Bennett," he says. "Mr. Kane is waiting for confirmation."I look at the contract. One year. Total compliance. My body, my time, my obedience written out in clean legal language that makes it sound reasonable. The clock on Alexander Kane's kitchen wall reads 2:17 a.m., and I have been sitting here for twenty minutes staring at a signature line. "How did he know where to find me?" I ask.The lawyer does not blink. "Mr. Kane has resources." "That is not an answer." "It is the one I am authorized to give."I look back at the contract. At the terms that say he will own every hour of my day and I will live in his penthouse and wear what he chooses and attend what he requires. At the section that promises a trust fund large enough that I will never have to ask my family for anything again. At the legal intervention clause that mentions my mother's estate in language so specific he must have been watching for a while.At the folder underneath with dates going back three years. Medical

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Chapter Two:

The penthouse is silent. I stand in the entrance hall with my suitcase at my feet and Alexander three steps behind me, and I try to catalogue what I am seeing. Floor-to-ceiling windows. Grey walls. Charcoal furniture. Everything clean and expensive and impersonal except for a single photograph on the console table by the door. A woman with dark hair and a smile that looks like his."Your mother?" I ask. "Yes." I turn to look at him. He is watching me with the same unreadable expression he had at the bar. Patient. Controlled. Waiting for me to finish processing whatever I need to process before he tells me what comes next. "She is beautiful," I say. "She was."Was. Past tense. I do not ask. It feels too intrusive. I look back at the windows. The city spreads below us in every direction. Manhattan. I am in Manhattan. I am standing in a billionaire's penthouse, and I have just signed a contract that gives him ownership of my life for a year, and I do not know what I am supposed to do now

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Chapter Three:

I wake to sun streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows and have no idea what time it is. I reach for my phone. Ten thirty. I have not slept past eight in years. I sit up and look around the room. My room. In Alexander Kane's penthouse. This is real. This is actually happening.I get out of bed and shower in the bathroom with water pressure that could strip paint and more hot water than I have ever had in my entire life. When I come out, there is a tray on the desk by the window. Coffee. Toast. Fruit. A note in clean handwriting that says, "Eat. A."I pick up the note. Read it three times. He brought me breakfast. Or had someone bring it. Either way, I slept through it, and he did not wake me. I drink the coffee and eat the toast and look out at Manhattan spread below me and try to figure out what I am supposed to do today.The rules did not cover this. You will not leave without notifying security. You will attend required events. You will wear appropriate clothing. Nothing abou

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Chapter Four:

I cannot sleep. Again. It is becoming a pattern, and I do not know how to break it. Midnight comes, and I am wide awake, staring at the ceiling, thinking about Derek and the gallery and the way Alexander held his hand at my back like he was holding me in place. Like he wanted me there. Not because the contract required it. Because he chose it.I get out of bed. Pull on the grey cashmere robe. Go downstairs to the kitchen because maybe tea will help. Maybe anything will help. The kitchen is dark except for the under-cabinet lighting. I find the kettle. Fill it with water. Set it on the stove, turn on the burner, and try to quiet my mind.I do not hear him come in. I just feel the shift in the air, and then Alexander is standing in the doorway in dark pants and a white T-shirt and bare feet. His hair is messed. He looks human. Real."I am sorry," I say. "I did not mean to wake you.""You did not. I do not sleep much."He crosses the kitchen. Stands beside me at the counter. Close enough

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