“You’re shaking… is it fear, or do you want this too?” His voice was low, dangerous and his fingers tilting her chin up until she had no choice but to look at him. “This is just a contract,” she whispered, but her breath hitched when he stepped closer, invading every space she tried to protect. His lips hovered just inches away. “Then why does it feel like more?” She needed the money, he needed an heir. It was never supposed to be emotional,but secrets don’t stay buried forever… And when the truth finally surfaces, will love survive… or was it doomed from the very beginning?