Page 90 of In A Mood For Mr. Wrong

“Tell me we didn’t just sell our souls.”

I chuckle, resting my arm behind her. “If we did, at least we got a good price.”

She glances at me, raising one brow. “A good price? We just gave Cassian Laurent access to half our company. And Isabella Monroe smiled. That alone should’ve been a red flag.”

“She always smiles when she’s about to eviscerate someone,” I say, topping off her glass. “It’s her version of a battle cry,” I adds.

Margot snorts. “Well, we’re definitely at war.”

I raise my glass. “Then I’m glad I’m in the trenches with you.”

She clinks hers against mine. “Careful. That almost sounded like you have feelings.”

“God forbid,” I tease, nudging her with my knee under the blanket.

She rolls her eyes but doesn’t pull away. “Are you really okay with this?”

I exhale, looking out at the glittering city below us. “I don’t trust Cassian.”

She smirks. “We’ve established that.”

“But I trust us.” I glance over at her, my voice low. “And if anyone can keep this from falling apart, it’s you.”

Something in her expression softens. She shifts, curling her legs beneath her and resting her head on my shoulder.

“You really believe that?”

I press a kiss to her temple. “I already bet everything on it.”

She lets out a quiet breath, her hand finding mine beneath the blanket. “You know,” she murmurs, “when I pictured taking over the world, I imagined more champagne and fewer power-hungry sociopaths.”

“I can get more champagne,” I smile.

“And the sociopaths?”

I grin. “You’ve got me. That should balance things out.”

She gives a mock gasp. “Please. If anything, you’re the wildcard in this operation.”

“Wild, charming, brilliant, go on.”

She laughs and tilts her face up to mine. “You’re lucky I like you.”

“Dangerously lucky.”

She kisses me, slow and certain, then rests her forehead against mine. “You think we made the right call?”

I tighten my arm around her. “I think we made the fearless one.”

Her fingers squeeze mine. “Then let’s make it count.”

“Together.”

And for now, that’s enough.

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