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Instead of taking offense, he nodded, looking impressed. “Dark seed… my, you’re demonstrating a poetic streak.”

“Let me get this straight. By marrying me, you remain close to the Lovechildes. Is that it?” I needed to understand what was cooking in that evil head of his.

“I’m already in thick with Caroline. Always will be. But I need that extra leverage.”

“What are you planning?” I had to ask.

He looked pleased, like I’d asked the kind of question that enabled someone to sing their own praises. “I’m planning a lot. The Lovechildes own half this region, which doesn’t just include farm acreage but also numerous crumbling estates occupied by financially stressed heirs.” Wearing an arrogant smirk, he stared into my eyes. “And with you as my doting wife, we can build an empire. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“But Declan and Ethan won’t sit back and allow that.”

“Everything, bar that hippie enclave Declan’s developing by Chatting Wood, is in Caroline’s name. Ethan’s got the hotels, which he’s expanding worldwide, and Savanah’s sitting on a couple billion pounds.”

I shook my head. “You know so much about this family, don’t you?”

“Oh, I’ve made it my life’s work to know everything.” His satisfied smile made me want to pick up the ashtray and smash it over his head. With that long face, he looked like he’d already had his head squashed between two bricks.

“What about if I move to London and leave all this behind?” I asked.

“That’s perfect. You can be my wife for all those important events, and behind the scenes, you can have your cavalier servente.”

“I do not know what that is.”

“Look it up. You’re studying English lit, I believe.”

“Why don’t you groom Natalia? She strikes me as keen.”

“She’s not a Lovechilde, and I don’t like what comes out of her mouth.”

Then stuff your tiny dick in it.

“So if I refuse, you’ll basically tell everyone I was whoring myself and shoplifting?”

“You won’t refuse. Oh… and by the way, you need to stop seeing Drake.”

“What?” I exploded. “Fuck you. You can’t tell me what to do.”

“Remember what that video did for Savvie?” he asked.

“You have nothing on me.”

“Oh, we can do anything. You know that. After all, you doctored those porn images for me.”

“I hate you. I’m not fucking marrying you.”

“I thought you’d say that. So, right now, I have someone waiting for my call and your darling Drake will take a nice long holiday somewhere far, like Australia. You’ll never see him again.”

“You can’t. I’ll tell everyone.”

“I don’t think they’ll believe the words of a thief and the plaything to rich men. Let’s not forget Peyton.”

I wanted to crawl into a cave and hide. Hide from my ugly past and the man in front of me who made Peyton look like that nice guy who would donate his kidney to a stranger.

“So, you knew all along I wasn’t a virgin, and you still pursued me?”

“Once I discovered your blood association with Caroline, I stuck around. I knew, one day, you’d come in handy for something.”

“But everyone knows you’re not the marrying kind.”

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