"You’re still my mate," Niklaus said, voice calm but eyes sharp. "So, from now on, you’re coming with me to the psych ward."
Freya narrowed her eyes. "Excuse me?"
Niklaus’s tone was calm, but the breath that brushed her ear couldn’t hide the roughness and unease beneath.
Vicki growled low inside her. "Don’t let him bait you."
Freya didn’t flinch. She knew well that if she said no again, he might snap. He was already on the edge.
Niklaus glanced at his watch. Silent countdown.
Then Freya spoke.
"Ten million."
He looked up. "What?"
"If I go with you to this meeting, and the deal goes through, my debt’s cleared. If it doesn’t, you owe me ten million in compensation."
Niklaus blinked.
She continued, voice crisp. "I’m not risking everything for nothing. Especi
