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“I have the upper hand. We’ve established that since day one. And there’s a difference between a subordinate and a submissive. You’re the perfect little submissive.”

“My gut is telling me I should seek legal advice—”

“It’s a simple formality. Sign on the dotted line. It’s not as if you’re selling your soul to the devil, Amanda.”

Something in me snaps, and bad memories wash over me.

I’m not Amanda.

I’m Sofia. The woman who got screwed ten ways to Sunday.

I’ve already given the devil everything to my name, including my dignity.

This game isn’t fun anymore.

Chapter 5

Sofia

When Bryce said airport, I assumed we would be flying first-class.

I assumed wrong.

This is as good as it gets. I’m sitting in a private jet, heading to one of the most beautiful cities in the world, with one of the sexiest and most eligible men in America.

Nine days with Bryce in Paris.

Memories of the City of Light flood me at the same time as dread washes over me.

My poor family.

You have to find your lady balls.

I have to find the courage to at least tell Ciara I’m moonlighting as Pretty Woman.

I can’t wait to have that conversation. Not!

As for my parents, they don’t have to know. Ever.

Bryce breaks through my mental rumination. “It’s best if I present you as my executive assistant during the trip.” His tone is serious. “Having to explain how a young woman would hold such an important position as director of international business in my company could become tiring. Women still don’t have equal footing in most large French companies. It’s still very much an old boys’ club at the top.”

“I understand.”

He hands me a business card.

Amanda Hardy, Executive Assistant, [email protected].

There’s also a phone number.

It looks pretty official.

When I read the text Todd sent, flagging Bryce’s request for me to accompany him during this trip, I nearly passed out. The blue-eyed, debonair billionaire is doubling my fees. Doubling.

That kind of money, given my precarious financial situation, is a Godsend.

When I called Cassie, she repeated what she told me when we spoke the morning after my first time with Bryce.

“You got him.”

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