prologue. As I SAT AT THE GRAND CONFERENCE TABLE IN THE OFFICE, MY EYES WERE pinned to the documents that were laid on the table. What was I doing? Was I mad for agreeing to this? I lifted my eyes for a second to see him standing at the end of the table, his brown eyes ablaze as they locked with my stormy greys. "Sign the document," his voice was a low grumble sending shockwaves to my core. My eyes fell back to the dotted line, my name printed in block capitals. SKYLAR MARIE REYNOLDS And next to my name was his. PRESTON WILLIAM SAUVAGE I scoffed. What a pretentious name. A pretentious name, for a pretentious prick. "Skylar," he snapped, my eyes meeting with his again. "Just sign the damn contract." I inhaled deeply. This was going to be fine I sign the paper. - Number 2 on #Client 14 September 2023