My Billionaire Husband is the Devil's Advocate
y to go about this...
u haven't told
ly, making him appear even
at those are butterflies fluttering in there. M
u aren't social within our fa
this city? How come I haven't seen him b
ow about the P
y how my dad had once talked about the company
s my surnam
own
later, I watch his vein lined hand bring o
ead the name engraved on
ers. "Now can we go str
t. The salty air blowing past us at the balcony ruffles my hair. I tu
enge. We need a plan.
e he claims to be, then I think I have finally landed myself in a hot m
n he notices that my mind is any
uh
be on me because this plan right here is what wil
hich he said it. It sound
first
, hol
e demands
ing my head. "I don
u're about to cha
lowing the salty ai
ust don't thin
do it when you don't even know wha
lf, but taking reven
about the same family that didn't bl
the balcony rail, jolting m
Nobody used me as a pawn. My dad just wanted m
s supposed to do that? You found not
gy surround me, making me a little dizzy. I shut my eyes, just to get my bearings again. But he uses two of his fing
by your wicked
t the way the soft rasp of
st night? He mistreated you. He made you cry, left you so
my spine on realizin
o you. Nobody deserves to be a vict
ly's name. The Vanderblibs is a name t
red you as a sacrificial lamb. I need you to
almost touching. Every nerve in my body stif
t a plea. It is a request. I saved you from
f of what he said because my body has
rning to his former
ccording to him, he is going to take me ever
houghts later that afternoon as the driver moves with careful speed.
s peace and serenity it holds that I haven't felt in a long time. If not ev
eso
the way he said my name. Nobody has ever calle
. Having him give me his attention for such a short span of time meant everything to me. His words worked w
almost close to the Vanderblib mans
. I need you to act weak," Jam
in front of my dad, then it is the exact opposite, which is strong. He needs to k
is what we shou
but he goes right ahead to explain why it is
rcy. That you are in desperate need of their
hand man drops me in front o
can already sense my fears. He turns to look
nts you safe and sou
s, as if being affirmative wil
one step after another towards the gate. I push it hard, frowni
with every fiber of my being. Why do I have to come back here? Why did Jameson
I pause at the front door as my greatest fear r
t that doesn't make him a trustworthy man. What if he had lured me to act vulnera
hope it will help me succeed. He just wanted to wrec
first step of the plan,' on
that he could have also been lyi
ou
ice growls at me, distrac
th such furiousness that makes his eye
kill you..."