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Written by Caitlin Crews

Chapter Four

One of Zain’s dark brows rose and—was it possible? Did my knees shake? “I don’t remember sending for you.”

I tried to ignore the things his voice did to me. “I have a proposition for you."

“You're propositioning me? Or you have a proposition for me?”

And I should have known better than to treat Zain like any other man I might have met out in the city. He had already proved that he was nothing like the others I’d encountered in my years here. He was too controlled, for one thing. He still lounged the way he had when I’d approached, as if there was a storm in him that he contained with an iron will.

How odd that I could feel that iron, I thought.

How strange that it made me shake.

I should have known that I was already biting off more than I could chew. The fact that I was chasing Zain down out of rage, because I refused to let my father win. The lawyers had been pretty clear that they didn’t think I could fulfill the terms of the will, which meant I would or I’d die trying. The last thing I needed was to make things more complicated.

But this was my problem. Show me trouble and I’d make that trouble ten times worse. Without even trying.

That was the only reason I could think that I leaned in even closer to a man I hardly knew, who already made my belly flutter, and gave him the kind of smile that could only lead to disaster.

“Both," I said, challenging him. "If you think you can handle it."

I don’t know what I expected. But it wasn’t the way his gaze lit with a new blaze, shocking in its intensity, that slammed through me.

“Sit down,” he invited me.

And it wasn’t until I’d done so that I realized two things.

One, that I’d actually waited for him to invite me.

And two, that it hadn’t really been an invitation. It had been an order.

“The question isn’t whether or not I can handle your proposition, whatever it is,” he told me, a gleam of impossible gold in his stern gaze that made me melt. “I can. The question is, what makes you think you can handle me?”

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