e. Éloïse, sitting upright in an imposing armchair, gripped the engraved wooden armrests with such force that her knuckles turned wh
ghter's eyes. Éloïse felt an unusual tension in the air, a sort of oppressive heaviness that made her want to flee. But she knew it was impo
» His father's authoritati
the slightest weakness. "What is it about?
ed at her with cold intensity. "Our family is in a delicate situation. Our debts are piling up, and
d what does that ha
ing voice. "We have arranged a marriag
and feared CEO of a colossal empire, but also the Alpha of the Silve
sounded almost hysterical. "You're kidding, ri
ence. "It's not a proposal, Eloise. It's a decision. Our survival
hat if I refuse? » she whispered,
ou don't have that luxury. You are a Carter,
e swallowed it down. She knew that no a
s the details of the marriage. The black car with tinted windows drove through a winding road lined w
most intimidating mansion, surrounded by high walls.
h walls covered in bookcases and modern artwork. Adrian Wolfe stood there
His black hair framed a chiseled face, and his piercing eyes seemed capable of reading his soul. He
eep voice echoed through the room,
heeky attitude. "And you must be Adrian Wolfe. The man
t you that. But don't confuse this alliance with a simple purchase. It
his eyes. "I am not a puppet t
d yet here you are. Because you know that refusing would be f
ists. "I will neve
he felt his breath mix with hers. "You will be mine, Eloise. Not bec
g promise. A shiver ran down her spine, a mixture
hey say," she whispered,
d warmth. "And you are more feisty than I
enty of time to discuss your concerns. But know this, Eloise: I will not tolerate pu
brows. "You don't think I'm
eed you to understand the issues. I protect what is mine. And as soon as you
ing her both angry and intrigued. She wanted to slap h
efusing to give him the satisfac
c smile. He knew this marriage would not be ordinary.
a tormented soul, a man fighting against demons he could not face alone. Éloïse was more