Page 85 of Bitter Heat

“Give me their info. We’ll fax it over.”

Her stomach roiled as she pulled up her attorney’s information on her phone. Roth called Sarai to have the prenup faxed, forcing her to call her attorney and explain what the fuck was going on.

“I want to go back to my hotel,” she said again after she finished her call.

“Your things have been transferred to Park Avenue.”

Her mouth dropped. “What? Why?”

“You agreed.”

“Twenty minutes ago! When did you issue that order?”

“Before I went to fetch you from Madison Avenue.”

“I hadn’t agreed!”

“I knew you would.”

He was such an arrogant fuck! “I still need to go to the hotel. My car’s there.”

“You don’t need a car. Either Mo or Johan will be assigned to drive you where you need to go.”

“It’ll take my attorney at least a day to look it over, maybe two—”

His eyes narrowed. “It’s done, Jasmine. Stop fighting me.”

“I need some time before—”

“You had time. Five years of it.”

The walls were closing in around her. “Give me one more night.”

“No. You have a habit of disappearing.” His eyes strayed to her lips before they came back to her eyes. “That’s not going to happen again.”

“I need my things from Tuxedo Park. Once my attorney looks over the prenup, I’ll come back to New York and sign.”

“No.”

“I need my laptop!”

He shrugged back his sleeve to check his watch before he rolled down the partition to say, “Tuxedo Park.”

“I don’t need you to drop me off,” she said as the partition clicked back into place. “You have meetings.”

“I have time.”

He had never made time for her in the past, so why now? Three hundred and sixty-five days with her ex-husband. How was she going to keep up the charade? “Why did you tell them we’re having a wedding?”

“Because we are.”

“Why?”

“Marriages always impact business, and this one is going to send a shockwave through Wall Street. We’ll take pictures at our wedding to show everyone the feud’s over, and we’re allies.”

Just like last time, he was mixing business and personal and would benefit from this alliance in more than one way. Business-wise, if he helped her sisters turn the company around, he would profit financially when they bought him out for more than what he paid for the shares. Being associated with a Hennessy would give him access to their extensive contacts. Combine that with Rami and Lyle, and Roth had a whole new arena to play in and would be indestructible. Not to mention, he had her in his bed… There was no downside for him, but there was a shit ton for her.

“How does this work?” she asked.

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