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Why can’t everyone just leave us alone and let us enjoy this time together?
He chuckles and finishes his coffee, tearing a napkin and wiping his mouth. “Darling, you are not in a position to argue with me.”
Crossing my arms, I give him one of my brightest smiles, and confusion crosses his face. He clearly expected me to beg, but fuck him. “On the contrary, I think I am. For whatever reason, you need me. You won’t share the reason, so that’s why you went for shock value.” I point at the photos with my chin. “Blackmailing me as a whole is not a good idea.”
“Darling, if by that you mean you’re going to tell them about this, then I have news for you. If something happens to me, all the photos and videos will become public knowledge.”
Oh, I trust him on that.
“No. I just mean blackmail entails me dancing to your tune, and I won’t do that. I’ll marry you and pretend everything is right.” He frowns now, and I almost laugh. “As long as we have a contract in place and you give me all the footage you have.”
“That’s my only guarantee for you to behave.”
“I’m sure you can come up with something to make it happen. Also, there will be an ironclad prenup. You won’t get a dime of my money or any properties in my name.” I have wealth to last me several lifetimes, and I won’t be sharing a thing with this asshole. “I’m not your stepmother, so your father’s method to live off his wife’s fortune won’t work here.”
A muscle twitches in his cheek, and his fist clenches while his eyes darken. Otherwise, he shows no emotions, and his voice stays even, but I know I struck a nerve. “I’m not my father, and I don’t want your money. Not all of us are lucky enough to be born in a happy family, darling.”
For a second, I wonder what his real motive is here.
If he really hated the dark four, he would have gone to the police because the idea of hurting them and making them pay for ignoring his ass all these years would have been too tempting to resist.
Instead, he’s using me, which would force all their attention on him.
Is this his end goal? Acceptance by the Price dynasty?
Or maybe I’m just delusional, and he’s a sadistic asshole who gets off on my suffering.
“Then we have a deal.”
He pushes his chair back and gets up, grabbing his shades and putting them on. I notice several women sending appreciative glances his way and roll my eyes.
He reminds me of a peacock who’s always showing off. “We’ll stay in touch once all the contracts are ready, darling. And then we will start our game.” He gathers all the photos and picks them up along with the file. “Lunch is on me.” Before I can say some sarcastic remark, he dashes off to the car waiting for him.
Just as he’s out of sight, I fish out my phone from my purse and dial a number I’d never thought I’d dial, but right now, I have no choice.
I can’t go to my brother or Florian because they’d lose their shit, and Maxwell never lies, unlike his father. He will find a way to send them to prison from the grave.
Still, there is no way in hell I’m going through with this wedding. Playing along to stall time? Sure, but nothing else.
The man on the other line picks up on the second ring, his deep voice filling my ears. “Jimena. What a surprise.”
“Arson. I need your help.”
If I can’t go to the dark four, I’ll go to the next best thing.
Dark Protégés.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“While growing up, I heard a lot of people call me lucky.
Born with a silver spoon.
Everything in this world has a price, though.
And I’ve paid mine.
I wonder how many people would have wanted to switch places with me if they knew about the nightmares that constantly polluted my mind?
