Claimed by my Secret Husband
Four Years Ago
Zara’s POV
I stare at the man sitting across from me in the lavish apartment, trying not to focus on how broken he is, concentrate on the job, just like I was supposed to do for the last two years.
‘I’m sorry Mr Tierra’ I state, using my most professional voice.
‘Gerrard’ he mutters, ‘why are you calling me Mr Tierra, like we’re strangers?’
I gulp hard, pushing on with the preprepared speech I was told to give by my boss.
‘I know this must be a shock to you, Mr Tierra, but Mr Vogel is a difficult man to pin down, and as his adoptive brother, you were our best chance to get close to him.’
‘I . . . I trusted you’ Gerrard mutters, staring at me, his eyes glassy, ‘I . . loved you, f**k! I married you! We’re married!’
I wince, because that s
