11KendraNot even ten minutes had passed since I signed the contract when there was another knock at the door. I was just settling in to start reading that romance novel of mine, but I guessed that would have to wait. Maybe it was Stacy. It would be like her to take an hour off work to come and visit. She was sweet like that.
Nope. The same man had returned.
I gaped at him. “N-now?” I squeaked. I hadn’t showered yet, hadn’t eaten. My mother needed food.
“The sooner, the better.”
No. I might have signed the dotted line, but I wasn’t going to be a s*x slave. I wasn’t going to come the second Anton snapped his fingers.
“I’ll come as soon as I’m ready.”
The bodyguard blinked a few times. Obviously, he hadn’t expected me to have a backbone.
“I won’t be too long,” I added, suddenly wonderi
