Bound To The Billionaire's Cruel Contract

om on the top floor of a Manhattan skyscraper. Guilford's pri

on Agreement" across the table, placing

medical clauses and flipped straight to the

e years ago. Five million dollars. The receivi

h violently cramped, acid rising in

dly, "the previous five million is forgiven, and you

touch the pen. "I have personal business t

g so badly she could barely press the lobby

h-littered street in Queens. She stopped

key from her bag and shoved it into t

slouched on the sofa, watching a baseball game. Her step

r. "What the hell are you doing here

rd and threw the crumpled photocopy of

cheek. He roared, jumping up with his fists clenched, but the

ith panic. She scrambled to grab the paper. "Th

"Did you sell my sick baby to the Gates family for fiv

ive rage. "He was a burden! Selling him t

d. She swung her arm and slapped Isiah across

y shrieked like a banshee and lunged at

Janey by the shoulders and shoved her hard. Janey crashed i

rner. He raised it, his face twisted in ugly fu

pointed a finger at her own forehead. "Do it. Kill me. Because if you don't, I a

in her eyes terrified him. He slowly lowered th

d for with her son's life. Every ounce of

She grabbed a chunk of her own hair and sliced it off with a

ent, the violent tremor in her fingers slowly fading. Her eyes shifted from the absolute destruction of her past to the cold, unde

ing to a dead, freezing monotone. "If you ever co

slamming the rusted door so

ed her head back, refusing to let the tears fall. Sh

onception agreement," sh

e the Gates family's power to ta