My Fiancé Ran, So I Took His Father Instead

"Prez" Car

as a board, her breath sh

lence stretch. She had guts-more than

ed a shield.

a desperate girl playing a dangerou

orth keep

low

he mountain of a man beside me. We were separat

. Frederick's dark eyes watching me, unreadable and calculating. I'd won to

space. And that was fine. That's exactly what I

ep skittering every ti

e sky gray when I finally drifted off,

his side, watching me. The sharp edges in his gaze from las

tively sc

oice was a low, gravelly

lling the oversized T-sh

e played on his l

o from the night before. I wasn't go

inst the headboard. I met his gaze directly. "Prov

t up, but he did

e than the rumors suggest. Less like a terrifying clu

the first time I'd heard him laugh, and t

e and ink. "So, you went to all that t

gotiation w

told you. I need a title. A title that gives m

e, holding nothing back. With a man

at he did. Not just to me, but

intrigued. "And how d

voice cold and hard. "His VP patch. His position as he

o be shocked, to

slowly. "He does need

stunned me. "You...

him to be a leader, not to disgrace the Carlisle na

damning than any anger. I realized his patienc

ng with mine. It was a promise. "As long as you don't dr

comforting than any wh

spread across my fac

his eyes. He reached out and ruffled my hair, a ge

me Fre

personal, more dangerous than the title of 'Prez'. Our allian