I walked into the meeting room and crushed my cheating nephew’s mistress—she’d never work in this city again.
Then I turned to Thea—the woman my family betrayed—and slid a contract across the table.
“Marry me instead,” I said.
Her ex-fiancé Jake jumped up, screaming, “Uncle Nicolas, she’s mine!”
I didn’t even look at him.
“She was never yours.”
But when Thea picked up the pen, she whispered something that made my blood run cold: “I’ll marry you, but I’ll never love you. And one day,, I