s fit her like a second skin. It was backless, plu

d up, and for a second, his breath hitche

take her arm. Elena si

whispered. "Not unle

"Remember the ventilator

. She let him take her arm, her ski

The driver, a stoic man named Frank, held the do

and cold. As soon as the door clicke

ack into the leather. "The Trust Fund is specific. No hei

inted window. "I will

b. 'Production of an heir within five years.' If you refuse, you breach the co

o him. "I woul

c! You act like I'm asking you to cut off a limb.

face. "You will do this. You will be a

at his hand

ssing into the fresh bruise beneath t

ed at the partition.

. Classical music flooded the ca

her back against the door.

ee the blinding flash of paparazzi cameras. The re

ook unhappy, I'll have the doctors p

The cruelty

he pulled out her compact. She

e pictured her father's fa

the crowd roared in-shouts o

She tilted her head back and flashed a dazzling, milli

amidst the screaming photographers

he stairs, watching them with an unread

her dress. He wasn'

e way her smile didn't quite reach her eyes, and the u