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I turn to look at Damon.
He’s still staring at me, but this time it’s with a slight smile.
Something is amusing him.
And then he takes in a sharp breath and speaks.
“I’ve decided I’m going to drop everything against him.”
I blink.
“What? What do you mean?”
“All his debts,” he replies slowly and seriously. “Everything. All gone. I’ve decided that your father owes me nothing.”
The fuck...
I am shocked, to say the least.
“Everything?” I ask. “All the debts? You’re just going to drop them?”
The man doesn’t even hesitate. “Yes.”
“Then what about the contract we signed? The wholemistressthing?”
“To be honest,” Damon replies, “I just wanted a reason to have you in my life. I was caught by something the first time I saw you at my office in New York. I was drawn to you. I needed to have you.”
“Drawn to me?”
“I can’t put it into words,” he mutters, his voice trailing off.
And now I dare utter the thought that’s screaming through my head.
“So... this means I’mfree?” I ask. “No more contract? No more being a mistress?”
Damon nods.
“But one more favor, though,” he says. “Will you stay with me for a few more nights?”
“Why?” I ask.
“Well, it’s going against everything I’ve ever thought about myself, but I believe I’m falling for you, Ava.”
Holy shit.
I did not expect this to be happening when I woke up this morning.
Is this even true? Is the man falling for me? Is the billionaire gangster who has killed with his bare hands actually going crazy for a former cheerleader with no money?
I think about what he’s saying to me. About him wanting me to stay with him. There’s a part of me completely terrified to spend even another minute in the company of this dangerous man, but I also can’t help to admit there is the other side of me that seems to want him more than my lungs need oxygen.
He laid out his heart to me last night. He bared his soul. He told me things I know he’s never told anyone else, and yet he has still done despicable things. Unmentionable parts of his life. My head and my heart are torn between two very different ends of thought.
“Yes, I’ll do it,” I reply. “But I am worried about a few things.”
“Like what?”
“Well, everything you told me last night...”
