Married To My Husband’s Father
He looked at her, really looked at her, measuring her worth not as a woman, but as an ally in a war he had been fighting alone for ten years.
“There are rules to my house, Evelyn,” he said, his tone suddenly turning businesslike, sharp, and demanding.
“If we do this, it is a marriage in name and contract only until I verify every single word you’ve told me tonight. You will live under my roof. You will answer to me. You will not take a single step against Julian without my approval.”
“Deal,” Evelyn said without a second of hesitation.
“Julian’s announcement is in exactly four minutes…”Arthur said, looking at his watch, then looking back at her, “…are you ready to watch the world burn, Miss K