heavy oak doors of t

ver the massive expanse of white marble. She kicked off her heels. He

ing in the foyer. August had paid half a million dollars

hogany bookshelf, she pulled a thick encyclopedia

e of numbers. The heavy steel do

nd emeralds. She reached into the very botto

tters at the top read: Prenuptial and Fixed-T

messy signature of the late Baron Chambers III, and r

rner. She hit the copy button. The green light s

pled them together and placed the stack perf

. Heavy, rushed footsteps ec

e loose. The cloying scent of the hospital's VIP luxury candles

ing from the study and

ly," August snapped, his

pled contract across the smooth wood of the

at the cover page.

harsh, mocking laugh. He planted both hands o

al tonight was just a negotiation tactic, wa

him. Her eyes wer

said evenly. "The contra

d. Then, he threw his head back and la

This dramatic, attention-seek

ed the stack of papers. They flew off the des

r desperate games," he sai

, his phone buzzed. A custom r

opping into a sickeningly sweet, gentle

earpiece. "August... the doctor says there might b

un around, completely ignoring the papers

om the side table and spri

The sound echoed violently

hair. She looked at the scattered papers o

re page. She stared at the date, and a