Selene's POV
I blinked. “Excuse me?”
He stepped closer. “I need you to marry me for real this time. And let me introduce you and Ariana child to my grandfather in fifteen days.”
I stared at him, my pulse hammering.
“You’re insane Dominic”
“I’m serious.”
I laughed, a bitter, disbelieving sound. “You want me to pose as your real wife now again? Just like that?”
“I’ll increase the offer,” he said quickly. “Thirty million dollars. Fifty. Name your price.”
My chest burned. “Is that what you see me as? So money oriented?” I asked. “A price tag, a commodity?”
“Selene, listen. That’s not—”
But I was already shaking my head. “I’m not doing this. I’m not for sale, Dominic. Not again, I would not do it, find someone else”
“Selene—wait—”
I turned to leave, rage and betrayal bubbling under
