His Forbidden Canary: Escaping The Contract

e velvet sofa across from her, legs crossed, his g

loor, a stark contrast to the ridiculous Dior evening gown she was forc

e, but exquisitely beautiful, her blue eyes f

"That's better. Remember your place. You're the canary I pai

e." His words struck her heart, reminding her of her family's bankrup

ms, the bite of her own nails the only anch

ulian issued a new command,

ept across the empty living room. Her gaze caught on a modern painting on

, letting the silence stre

es downcast. Her long lashes cas

ure this. It was her only belief, the on

ut his hand. It wasn't an

lking on knives as she

ed with the rich scent of wine. It made h

ere about to touch his,

forward with the moment

, delighted by h

he room spun. Humiliating tears welled in her eyes,

to lose interest. He stood up,

er head up. "Remember, Annabel, from the moment y

across her lips, his eyes

r but stubbornly refu

sle was in the middle of an overseas video conference. His cold, gray eyes w

vibrated on the des

his tie and picked up the phone. He saw an e

e message was ju

ught a 'guest' to the villa.

ent flat, cold. He knew his lawles

the study. He had only one destination - his villa in