The truth was that I have put up with a lot more to get to this point. I remembered what Victoria had said when she first came to me the year after Amber left the country "Amber's away studying and doesn't know when she'll be back, don't you think this is your chance omega?"
I'd seized that opportunity, working late nights with Ethan, bringing him coffee, listening to his problems. I'd worn the perfume Victoria told me he liked, touched his arm when he seemed stressed, laughed at all his jokes.
And it had worked. He'd kissed me in his office one night, and I'd known then that I would be a Blackwood.
The memory strengthened my resolve. I would not lose this chance, not when I was so close.
"I'll do whatever it takes," I repeated, squeezing Ethan's hand. "A few minutes of humiliation
