The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

“Lucian, folks like you who are loaded may talk about pride, but for a poor sod like me, pride is priceless. If I’d known you had a thing for virgins, I would’ve kept myself pure and then spent a night with you. That way, you’d have had to marry me, right?”

Sometimes, the sharpest weapon wasn’t a blade, but words that cut like a knife.

As her words hung in the air, Lucian’s gaze turned colder, a vein on his forehead pulsing. He was afraid he’d hurt the woman before him if he didn’t control himself.

“I don’t want to see you with Jason again. If I do, I’ll make sure you disappear from Northfield.”

“Disappear how?”

The woman’s hair spread out on the man’s pillow, a smile playing on her lips, seemingly unafraid. “Jason’s into me. You should go talk to him. What’s the point of talking to me? You guys are right; I’m a gold digger. I just want the dough, and I’m happy when a rich guy’s chasing me.”

a hand was around her throat.

had twenty–one tough years. If you plan on killing me, it’d be a relief, really. It’s

can be a

and brother in heaven and see

hard things had

to visit her grandmother and be by

wanted her

deteriorating; she could not afford surgery or hospital stays. She was

the man in

lost her

in a mental institution, under Leah’s care.

released her abruptly. She breathed heavily, her voice hoarse. “Mr.