Page 51 of Unbreak Me

"Yes," I replied.

"Come in now. Mr. Rovan has only a brief gap between meetings, so let’s keep this concise," he instructed before knocking on another set of doors.

A moment later, I stepped into Nico Rovan’s office.

Wow. The place was impressive—metal accents, leather furniture, and an abundance of space. It screamed luxury and elitism, clearly designed to make visitors feel small. Not that I cared.

Nico Rovan, an elegantly dressed alpha, rose from behind his desk.

He was taller than me—not surprising, given my condition—but he wasn’t particularly handsome or well-built. With thick glasses and a face marked by past acne, he wouldn’t outshine me in that department.

Though, what was interesting was that he had some vague similarity to me anyway—dark blond hair and even a similar eye color. There was also a hard-to-describe semblance in his features, almost as if we were cousins.

I immediately caught the scent of his Allure—he was a mated alpha and wasn’t on suppressants, sparing me the hassle of explaining I wasn’t a beta.

His gaze landed on me, his nostrils flaring slightly. A flicker of surprise crossed his face—the kind of reaction I’d seen before from people who’d never encountered a short alpha.

"Hello," I said. "My name is Jan Wilson, and I’m Day Sanderson’s new husband."

Nico approached and extended his hand, surprising me. There was no hostility in him, just a hint of understandable distrust.

"May I ask what brings you here? I hope all is well with Day."

"Of course, I’ll explain everything," I said. "But let me give you some background first. I’ll try to keep it brief."

He tilted his head slightly, studying my face. "Yes, unfortunately, I have another appointment in thirty minutes, but you have my full attention for now." His tone was formal.

So, I got straight to the point.

"I bought Day’s marital contract about a week and a half ago at the open fair. I’m here because of something he told me."

Nico's eyebrows shot up. He stepped back and moved to the large window, looking out at the city skyline. I followed, standing next to him, watching the world below—people buzzing around like ants. The view from here was truly impressive.

"I never thought Day would go for something like the open fair," Nico said quietly. "Was that really necessary? Day’s… he’s incredible. Any alpha would be lucky to have him. He shouldn’t have to go through that just to find someone."

Nico clearly had fond memories of Day, which I noted with mild amazement. But perhaps I shouldn't be surprised. After all, their breakup wasn’t over a relationship issue; Nico had simply found his High Mate.

Clearing my throat, I said, "Day hasn’t had an easy time. He worked as a surrogate for years, but then… something happened. That’s why I’m here. You might be the only one who can help us."

Nico turned to me, shock in his eyes. "Surrogacy? For years? Oh my God."

He rubbed his temples, but I didn’t explain Day’s reasons—it wasn’t the right place or time. Nico obviously came to the same conclusion because he just asked, "So… what kind of help are we talking about? Financial?"

"No," I said, grimacing. "I’ve got money. It’s about getting a certain story… out there."

Nico looked relieved—did he think I was here to beg for money?

"Alright," he said. "I’m listening. What’s going on?"

"It’s something that could get you a ton of clicks, to be honest—if you get the exclusive. It’s about a pretty big public figure. One of the candidates for state senator."

Nico’s eyebrows raised. I could see that it piqued his interest.

"When Day was in his last surrogacy, about five months into the pregnancy, he moved into the home of Mark Ferguson and his husband, Jared."

"Mark Ferguson? Don’t tell me that’s—" Nico interrupted, his eyes flickering to the window. Surely, he saw the campaign banner every day when he came to work.

"Yep. Big name. Aspiring politician. One thing is for sure—this bastard shouldn’t have any more power than he already does. Day was carrying his child, and one day Ferguson walked into his room and said Day’s body belonged to him now. Then, despite Day’s protests and screams—he raped him."

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