My Ex Fiancé wants be back, but my contract husband owns me
“You’re delusional, Damian. I don’t want you. I never will again. Not after what you did to me, to Ivy, to this company.”
He ignored my words, stepping even closer until only a foot of space remained between us. His hand reached out, fingers brushing my arm in a way that made my skin crawl. “Come on. Drop the act. We both know Sinclair can’t give you what I can. He’s cold. Controlled. But me? I know exactly how to make you feel alive.”
I stepped back, heart pounding, but before I could respond, the door burst open.
Asher stood there, his broad shoulders filling the frame, blue eyes blazing with fury. His jaw was clenched so tightly I could see the muscle ticking. He took in the scene in one
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