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“Not yet. But the fact that they contacted us directly means they want money or leverage more than they want to expose the family. That gives us a window.” I sat down across from him. “Then we answer. Carefully.” We drafted the reply together. Short. Neutral. No emotion. Name your price and the method for confirming every copy is returned. Draven sent it from a different clean number. The three of us sat with the phones between us and waited. The apartment felt smaller than it had that morning. The clock on the microwave moved too slowly. The answer came in under ten minutes. Two hundred thousand. Cash. Tonight. Location will be sent one hour before. Come alone or the clearer version goes to

Mrs Kelly's POV I read the file cover to cover with each term and conditions getting better as the number progresses. I flipped to the last page and one amazing statement caught my attention. //The party B is allowed to sign and have other deal with other fashion company as this isn't an exclusive offer but a non exclusive offer.// My eyes widened as I read that line again to be sure I wasn’t mistaken or hallucinating. I could have a deal with other modelling firms? I was free too?

No threats. Ping. The sound shatters the peace like a glass hitting the floor. It’s Alex’s phone. On the nightstand. We both freeze. Alex reaches out, his arm tense. He grabs the phone. He reads the screen. His jaw tightens. "What is it?" I whisper. He turns the screen to me. From: Harlan Voss hvoss@voss-capital.com Subject: Final Offer Mia, Alex, I assume you're together. How touching. Here is the deal:

And I don’t want to say that out loud. “Before you disappear completely,” Luca says, dropping a folder in front of me, “look at this.” “I’m not disappearing.” Mara makes a noise like she doesn’t believe me at all. I pull the folder closer anyway. “What is it?” “Offer.” That gets my attention. I open it. Numbers. Layouts. Projections. A proposal that looks… real. Too real to ignore. I go through it once, then again, slower. The paper feels slightly cool under my fingers, the ink sharp and black against the white page.

But this is where their story needed to end. Off Limits was never about perfection. It was about crossing lines, paying the price, and choosing love anyway. It was about two people who weren’t supposed to want each other—and did. Who weren’t supposed to heal each other—and did. Who weren’t supposed to become home—and somehow became exactly that. Callie and Grayson don’t need more chapters to prove their love. They fought for it. They bled for it. They claimed it in the light, not the shadows. Letting them live quietly, fiercely, and fully after the final page is the greatest mercy I could give them.

There were wine stains on the page, but Clayton’s signature and fingerprint were clear. Her friend raised her chin proudly. “Sophie worked hard for this. You’d better sign it. I need a copy.” I raised an eyebrow. She was cautious, but it was not necessary. I signed and made a copy. Only then did Sophie’s friend leave satisfied. As I looked at the papers in my hands, I smiled genuinely for the first time since I came into this world. “Thank your friend for me.” Everything was finally settled. By the system’s rules, Clayton and I were no longer tied together.

"No, the last offer is 80 dollars. If you want to get in then you will have to give me 80 dollars . Or else make your way." "Fine I will give you 80 dollars . "

Jeffrey explains. “His offer is currently the main contender. It makes my life easier if the two of you can defend your proposals head to head.” Taking a deep breath, I nod and open my folder. Laying down my offer is simple. I skip all the heavy business language. There’s no need for complicated charts or long reports. I point out the exact numbers on the page. I show him the clear path to higher profits. There are no hidden fees in Mason's offer. Explaining exactly how Mason’s firm can offer Jeffrey more money and better control takes only five minutes.