Mission To Remarry

Aubree clenched her fists by her sides, her nails digging into her palms.

“Who said I'm asking for your help? Don't you realize that I'm threatening you?”

“Threatening me?” The amused look in Shawn's eyes intensified. “I don't think you're capable enough to threaten me with your current status.”

Aubree gritted her teeth. “If you refuse to help me, I'll make a police report! You'll be sent to jail for what you did to me that night!”

The lighthearted smirk that had been on Shawn's face moments earlier had vanished. His voice was low and menacing as he spoke. “If I was scared of the consequences, I wouldn't have done what I did that night. Do you have anything to back up your claims? Anything that could possibly be used against me?”

Aubree's lashes trembled imperceptibly when she heard that.

Evidence? I was planning on using him, so I didn't leave any traces behind.

My interest in you was not due to any romantic inclination, but because of your prior relationship with Lucian. Had it not been for this connection, I doubt

that her face contorted in pain. “If you want my help, you will

that, Shawn tossed

at Aubree before suggesting tentatively, “Aubree, perhaps you

that, Shawn tossed

when she saw his attitude doing one-eighty. She glanced at Aubree before suggesting tentatively, “Aubree, perhaps

reply, she rushed out hastily, afraid of inviting

entered his room at the same

the only

her and looked at her as if she was nothing but a worthless piece of trash. “Will you speak nicely now?” he asked, his

teeth and forced herself to speak softly. “I'm willing to do anything

filled with a sense of satisfaction as he watched the former influential socialite submit to him. “You were discarded by Lucian like a piece of trash, but even so, your

she heard him call her trash, and his insults stung her soul like a

she reminded herself to stay put to achieve her