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“Get out.” He threw the scrunched-up paper bag at his brother.
Blake couldn’t share anything more with him. It would breach the NDA he’d signed and the contract. Which, as it turned out, had been mostly what he’d expected.
Except for the clause about sexual relations and abuse.
The details the lawyers had gone to in that regard was a little surprising. Although given Tina Kennedy’s experience with Randall Scott, he did understand it.
It was just a little hard reading it, knowing it was pointed at him. Not only would he never hurt a hair on Bella’s sweet body, he’d destroy anyone that tried to.
And if she thought she was sleeping with anyone else over the two years they were married, she had another thing coming.
Blake hadn’t said that to the two sets of lawyers in the room. He’d simply lifted his eyes, let his intense gaze fall on Bella and turned the page.
He would have that conversation with her in person. While his cock was balls deep inside her pussy.
The share offer had been very generous. Multi-seven figures. Fifty percent up front on the day they married, the rest he received exactly two years later.
As long as he didn’t commit adultery in the public eye.
Nor could Bella.
There was a large section about the conflict of interest—Blake owning a company which competed with K-Scribe. And then there was a second contract outlining the same thing they would present to the Kennedy board, separate from their marriage partnership.
As the legal teams called it.
So he would be a silent shareholder and immediately sell some of them to prop up InkWell. It would get media attention, but his PR manager would spin that to show that his interest was in the service he provided authors and keeping his team employed.
It was all tied up in a nice bow.
Except there was one question not answered.
What if Bella met someone else and fell in love?
Fucking Jacob. He’d planted the seeds in his mind and after having Bella in his home for a few weeks, he was starting to get used to her being there.
InkWell would be funded.
But as he’d flicked back to the adultery clause, he’d tapped the pen on the large oak meeting room table.
“Leave us,” he told the six lawyers, not taking his eyes off Bella who sat across the table.
She nodded to her team, and the room was cleared.
“I don’t want to stop you living your life, but if the board learns the marriage isn’t real and the terms of my trust are broken, we both lose,” Bella said.
“Living my life,” he repeated.
Bella nodded.
“Or you living yours?” he ground out, feeling irrationally angry.
“What?”
“You planning on having affairs, Bella? Well-orchestrated, so no one knows. Even me?” he added.
“No. No!” She shook her head. “But either of us could meet someone. I can’t stop you.”
Really? Because there was no way he was sitting back while she lived in their home and slept in his bed and let her go on dates.
