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n love. I've neve

w them, and I've buried people who thought their feelings would shield them from consequences. Wh

ement had introduced a va

ne Cas

ring below. From this height the city looked pe

buzzed.

ng to you t

e only man in the city who could inte

have someth

k if you'd developed

hen you have

Then, more quietly: "Her mother sho

in debt. I smiled because I had expected her anger. A woman like Vivienne wouldn't bow to a decision si

sely why I had

could have ignored this agreement. You could have bargained w

unsmiling, looking as though she were considering suing the photographer. Ever

not

arsed answers. I've know

han to ask questions yo

ld have acquired the firm through a dozen legi

eason I couldn't sha

he meeting

y a letter, its edges worn soft from years of handling. My grandfa

me has come for you to understand why the Ca

r my father was killed, I learned what the family had spent years hiding. The Accordo was neve

strangely heavy, the way it alway

had intended, I would

-

e next morning, handing me coffee with t

rning to

to marriage is a te

nything abo

east pretend to care w

change the

change what kind

he only person who spoke to me without calculating the cos

t happened to my fat

oftened. "

I can't afford to choose

troying yourself for it ar

th knew he'd touched s

oo much, and intimidates men who mistake her politeness for

it tha

how l

g as ne

nds out before

ll deal

en you least expect them to. But this one had survived de

-

five, my secreta

es early.

one brief moment I forgot

s, emerald eyes already sorting through arguments. Beneath the composure, I noticed something else

March

Castel

ission even after I'd given it. She simply did as she ple

First, why are you enforcing an agreemen

ozen polished answers. I

d something fr

ha

e rest is a conversat

threaten my family's security, ask me

angement that protec

t barely, and she steadied it. "I'm here because my mother is ill, our firm is d

ecause she'd said aloud what everyone else wrapped in

very right

oss her face. Perhaps

n't change th

nditions. Financial independence. Protection for my mother's treatment. The right to keep

me. I had faced politicians and men who thought money could erase anything, and n

hing

the folder. "Tell me the tr

I could have lied. It

I met

hat happened long before you were born. Until I

er behind her eyes, and felt an unexpected ache, becaus

s ended. The contract wasn't the beginning of our

r had hidden, marrying Vivienne Castellano

the rest of her li