MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE STRANGER
I said, my voice coming out sharper than I intended.
“It’s not supposed to be.”
I looked up at him.
“What is this?”
“Our contract,” he said calmly. “It’s over.”
My heart skipped and then dropped.
“What do you mean it’s over?”
“It’s been fulfilled.”
“Fulfilled?” I repeated, disbelief creeping into my voice. “Since when?”
“Since now.”
I stared at him.
“You’re joking,” I said.
“I’m not.”
“Rafael”
“You get everything back,” he continued, cutting me off. “The Monroe company and full ownership. No interference.”