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“Imagine yourself running your hands between your thighs. Wishing you had a man’s hands on you. Hands like these.” I let go of her hair, opening my palm and stretching my fingers out.

She shakes her head. “No,” she breathes out.

“It’s been a long time. And one night you’ll come begging…” I can’t even finish my words before her eyes meet mine.

There’s a fire burning deep within her. And it’s not sexual.

No, it’s much worse.

“I would never beg.”

“You sure about that?” I ask her again.

She scoots her chair further away from me, her hands grabbing the contract. “How am I sure you won’t try something on me?”

I let my eyes run over her tight body, but I don’t let the smell of jasmine and memories suck me down into a depth with her where I won’t be able to climb back out.

“When I slide deep inside you and fuck you until you can’t remember asking me to sign this silly contract,” I stand, “you’ll beg me for it.”

She bounds out of her chair, clenching her teeth as tightly as she holds the contract in her hand. “That’ll never happen.” She brushes past me as she leaves.

I grab my phone, taking command over the drone once again. It lifts from the ground as I fly it over the backyard.

“Was that Clementine?” Ronin asks.

I set my phone down, letting the drone plummet to the ground. “Don’t let your mind wander over her.”

He leans against the jamb of the double french doors and crosses his arms. “Why’s that?”

I walk closer to him. “She’s going to be my wife.”

He laughs. “I feel sorry for her.”

My brother’s trying to goad me, trying to push the buttons that once used to make me flame white-hot with anger back in the past. But, now I just chuckle. Yes, a slow chuckle. “Why? Because she’ll have a better life than the one she has now? Because I’ll be able to give her the life no other man can? Is that why you feel sorry?” My eyes never sway from his as I walk over to him.

“You’ll ruin her.”

“Like you ruined her sister?”

Ronin slams me against the wall of the house, his hand gripping the fabric of my shirt. “You don’t know anything.”

I shove back, gripping my hand around his neck, squeezing just enough to let him know who’s boss. “Things have changed, older brother.” I give him a push before letting go and he stumbles back a few steps.

“I see that.” His eyes never break contact. “She’s a good person. She has a son.”

Now my anger’s set loose. “Obviously, Grandfather had his reasons.”

He scoffs. “Still doing what he says. When are you going to break free from him and do things for yourself?”

He has no clue. I turn away from Ronin, trying to wrap my head around this whole marriage to come. I need to announce the engagement soon, and with Clementine not cooperating this is taking longer than I originally thought.

I turn back to Ronin. “I need a favor.”

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