The Billionaire's Ten Million Dollar Wife

tires hit the asphalt, the thick soundproof partition behind the driver's se

violently severed. Her spine collapsed against the plush leather sea

the skin on her heels rubbed raw and blistered from standing in the stiff material for hours. She pulled her aching legs up,

es swept over her curled-up posture. The muscle i

e?" Cameron asked, his voice la

er head and met his gaze head-on. Her eyes were

raspy. "I read the contract thoroughly. It does not include

udacity. He let out a harsh, cold scoff, turning his fac

e cabin grew thic

ext message from her workshop's assistant manager. It was another frantic update about the loan shark

turned her head to look at Cameron's sharp profile. She forced herself to take

t the workshop's account?" Aimee asked. Her vo

s against his knee. The rhythmic tapping

e stability of your performance," Cameron stated, his tone dripp

ical weight pressing down on her lungs. But logi

fectly," Aimee forced the wor

ough to stay, yet relieved enough to perform flawlessly. He was buying her absolute, unwavering compliance, ensuring she understood that a

app. A deposit of one hundred thousand dollars h

er eyes widened in pure shock. She looked u

your bonus for successfully deceiving my grandmother tonight," he said, his tone making it sound like

-saving money right now. It could pay off the immediate interest to the loan sharks and buy h

" Aimee whispered

udden, inexplicable surge of irritation in his chest. He reached up and aggressively loosened hi

r going all night completely evaporated. The crushing weight of the impending bankruptcy, her f

a hypnotic rhythm. Aimee's eyelids grew impossibly heavy. H

el leading into Manhattan. The ambient light in

ion of the passing city, his gaze was drawn i

curve in the tunnel, her body lost its balance. Her head bobbed once,

his hand and shove her back to her side of the seat. He hated

ed against the fabric covering her

s sigh. She rubbed her cheek against the expensive wool of his suit jacket,

nose-a mixture of cheap vanilla body wash and the distinct, metallic tang of industrial machine oil

under her eyes. The harsh, defensive mask she wore while awake was completely gone. In

orking eighteen-hour days, trying to single-handedly save a sinking factory to protect her father's proper

nt, the chauffeur glanced into the rearview

's gaze was lethal. He shot the driver a look so full of d

sive vehicle to a crawling, perfectly smooth pace as they entere

signated spot. The engine

he only sound was the soft,

trapped beneath her weight. In the gloomy lighting of the concrete garage, he simply

She unconsciously shrank closer to the heat radiating from Cameron's body. Her hands

small, rough calluses on her palms and fing

hin his chest cavity. It was a tiny, rhythmic puls