Todos os capítulos de Signed, Sealed, Seduced?: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

**Tiffany’s pov** By the time I realized I had made the biggest mistake of my life, dawn was already creeping through the floor to ceiling windows. Golden light spilled across the rumpled white sheets, turning everything soft and warm, as though the room itself refused to acknowledge what had happened only hours earlier. I lay perfectly still, as my heartbeat thundered in my ears. This wasn’t my bedroom, and it wasn’t my apartment. I certainly wasn’t supposed to be where I woke up after promising myself for the last twenty seven years that I would never do something so reckless. Slowly, I turned my head. He was still asleep. His face was turned toward the window, the early morning sun tracing the sharp line of his jaw. Dark hair fell carelessly across his forehead, hiding part of his face from view. One powerful arm rested across the empty space between us as if, even in sleep, he expected me to still be there. Last night he had worn a silver mask, and I had wor

**Damian’s pov** **The Morning After The Ball** I couldn’t remember the last time I woke up smiling. For a moment, I simply lay there, staring at the ceiling as warm sunlight poured through the windows of the presidential suite. There was something different this morning. Something… lighter. I frowned, because that wasn’t normal. Nothing in my life had felt light in years, I turned toward the other side of the bed, it was empty. The sheets were cold, she was gone. A strange disappointment settled in my chest before I could stop it. I sat up slowly, running a hand through my hair. “So much for mysterious endings. ” The room still carried traces of her, a faint floral perfume lingered in the air. One sapphire earring rested beside the bathroom door, I picked it up carefully. A small smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. She’d probably be looking for this, my gaze drifted toward the desk. A single sheet of hotel stationery lay beneath a silver pen, I reache

**Tiffany’s pov** **Present Day and Time** Some buildings weren’t just made of steel and glass. They were built to remind everyone who walked through their doors exactly how small they were. Ashford Global Holdings was one of those buildings. The seventy story skyscraper pierced the Manhattan skyline like it owned the city itself. Morning sunlight reflected off its glass exterior, making it impossible to look directly at the top. I stood on the sidewalk with my father beside me, clutching my leather portfolio a little tighter than necessary. “This is intimidating, ” I admitted. Dad forced a smile. “It’s supposed to be. ” Luxury cars lined the entrance. Men and women dressed in tailored suits hurried through revolving glass doors while security greeted each by name. Everything screamed power, everything screamed money, and everything screamed that people like us didn’t belong here. “You ready?” Dad asked. I glanced at the building one last time.

DAMIAN“Absolutely not.” I stared at my grandfather, he looked entirely too pleased with himself. We were sitting in his private study, and I had spent the last ten minutes listening to the most ridiculous proposal of my life.“You want me to marry her?”Richard nodded. “Yes.”“For two years?”“Yes.”“To save her father’s company?”“Yes.”I leaned back slowly.“This is insane.”Richard shrugged.“You need a wife.”“I need a solution.”“This is the solution.”“No.”He smiled.I hated that smile.“You haven’t even met her.” He continued “I don’t need to.”Richard raised an eyebrow. “You don’t?”“No.”“Why?”“Because I don’t marry strangers.”His smile became suspiciously amused. “Interesting.”“What?”“Nothing.” He replied I narrowed my eyes.He was hiding something.“What aren’t you telling me?”“Nothing you need to know.”“Grandfather.”“Damian.”I stared at him.He stared back.Finally, he sighed. “Tiffany Bennett is a good woman.”“That doesn’t mean I should marry her.”“She’

TIFFANY I remembered Richard’s words. “I won’t ask for your answer today.” He hadn’t forced me, he had given me a choice, and now I finally understood what that choice really meant. I could protect my pride, or I could protect my company. My eyes burned, I hated this, I hated that my father’s mistakes had brought us here, I hated that the Ashfords had the power to fix everything with one signature, most of all, I hated that the decision suddenly seemed obvious. I reached for my phone, I stared at Richard’s number, my thumb hovered over it, then I stopped… no, I wasn’t calling him, not yet. If I was going to consider this, I needed to meet Damian first, I needed to know exactly what kind of man I would be dealing with, and I needed to see whether two years with him would be unbearable. Maybe he was cruel, maybe he was arrogant, maybe he was impossible, but maybe… just maybe… I could survive him, so I called Richard, he answered on the second ring.“Hello, Tiffany.”