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“You’ll have the contract drawn up in detail,” I tell him, straightening to my full petite height. “I’ll strike anything I don’t agree with before I sign. I’m available Thursday afternoon to seal this deal. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a party to go to.” And a fuck ton of booze to drink because I think I’m still in denial about what I just agreed to do. Over a year with this…man.

A predatory smile curves his full lips. “Good girl.”

Those two words punch me right in the gut, then melt and slither down to pool between my legs. I involuntarily shiver.

This is a terrible idea. But there’s no turning back now. I don’t have any other choice. I’d never survive prison. I’m beginning to question whether I’ll survivehim.

Shit, shit,shit.

CHAPTER 5

Blake

“One more thing before you go.” I stalk toward Ginevra, a delicious warmth washes over me to know that for the next fourteen months, more or less, she’smine. When I figured I had to find a fake wife, I dreaded the outcome. But this…her… I can handle this. I can make it work. I might even enjoy it.

She won’t be some blushing virginal bride. I know her reputation. She’s wild, and I’m sure we’ll have plenty of fun together. Her body will be mine to do with as I please.

I’ll make sure to insist on monogamy in the contract because there’s no way in hell I’m letting another man touch her while she’s mine. After our year is up, she can do whatever and whomever she wants. My jaw clenches at that thought.

Until then, she’s mine. My little liar. My toy. My thieving magpie.

It’s perfect.

I don’t have to worry about some woman getting clingy. Ginevra’s too independent for that. Judging from tonight, she’s also not my biggest fan. As long as she does as she’s told, and occasionally spreads her legs for me, then she can hate me all shewants. We both have physical needs, which neither of us should ignore while we’re married.

And she certainly doesn’t have to be concerned aboutmecatching feelings. She’s a means to an end. That’s all.

If she’s a very good girl, I might even give her a parting gift once this is over to reward her for her services. I know she won’t turn down such a thing.

“What?” she asks, sounding exasperated as I slowly approach.

She can act as disinterested as she wants, but I saw the yearning in her eyes when I touched her. She wants me as much as I want her in my bed.

“Let’s get this ball rolling.” I pull her toward me and snap a picture of us. Our first couple’s photo. She looks slightly stunned, but that’s fine. I set the picture as my cell phone’s lock screen background, then show it to her. “See? Now we’re officially dating. Here’s proof.”

She rolls her eyes. “That’s only proof of how bad you are at taking selfies.”

I glare down at her. She needs to cut the sass, or she’s going to get spanked.

Ginevra snatches up her phone, then grabs my tie and yanks me toward her.

“Gin,” I warn.

She ignores me. With a pouty smile on her face, she snaps a picture. She looks sexy as fuck in it and I’m scowling.

Figures.

“That’s much better.” She grins at the photo and sets it as her phone’s background. Collecting her belongings, she shoves them back in her clutch, then turns on her heel and struts down the stairs to enjoymyparty.

When she’s finally out of sight, I drag my fingers through my hair.Fuck…

I’m going to enjoy having Ginevra Pontrelli on my arm and in my bed. She might be too young for me, but fuck it, I’ve already crossed that line in my thoughts, may as well take it all the way to reality and damnation. She’s exactly what I need to deceive my step-mother and get my inheritance. Gin is an actress, a seasoned bullshitter, if anyone can convince Yve that we’re in love, it will be the woman I just blackmailed into becoming my fake girlfriend and future fake wife.

I’ll admit, even for me, this is a new low. Yet, I have no regrets, not an ounce of remorse.

Ginevra’s not nearly as innocent as her years would suggest. I can’t wait to show her what arealman can do to her—not those boys that she entertains herself with all the time.

And thisboyfriendwill have to be dealt with too, whoever the fuck he is–if he’s even real.

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