Bound By Contract: The Possessive CEO's Bride

ed after Ernest's broad back as they exited City H

into the backseat. Kaylee climbed in right after hi

e a ghost. The silence inside the cabin w

d bowed. "I'm sorry, Mr. Blackwell," she whispered, guilt gnawin

eadrest and closed his eyes. He didn't even look

d hard. "Okay... Ernest. But I can go ba

through her. "Go back yourself? So they can pack you

e facade. Her face went completely white. She bit down on her lowe

oo harsh. A flash of irritation crossed his features. He aggressively

er pocket. His thumbs flew across the screen. He

ata on the Fletcher Corporation, and run a surface sweep

. He immediately steered the car with his left hand and pulled up a

road. Kaylee stared out the window. The scenery was becoming familiar. They

blet. Edson's voice came through the intercom. "Boss, the deep dive will t

poration's financial statements. A cold sneer touched his lip

ief, pulled from an old probate record: Belonged to biological mother,

as curled up in the corner of the seat, shivering. A strange, violent ur

ets of Long Island. The massive iron gat

he middle of the driveway was a tacky, over

nto rapid, shallow gasps. She pressed her back hard against the l

rough the air like a blade. "Edson. Drive

hot through the gates, swerved violently around the Lincoln,

he put her hand on the door handle.

ing?" Ernest's v

hat looked more like a grimace. "I'll just run

is door open. He stepped out, walked around the back

manded. "I am wal