The Rival’s Contract Wife
"And because Damian Vance is a fool."
Valerie felt a sharp, bitter pang of humiliation slice through her chest. She looked away, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the silk sheets. "If you're looking to use me to get to him, you're wasting your time. He took everything. My inheritance, my designs, my clothes. I have absolutely nothing left to my name. I am worthless to him."
"I don't care about what you were to him," Killian hissed quietly, stepping closer until he was standing right beside the mattress.