Perry narrowed her eyes a little at his words. "I have no clue how to be a secretary."
Henry had done some digging on Perry—after all, he was into her—but came back with only the basics: raised in the countryside, illegitimate daughter of the Ashen Pack's alpha, no job, and no trace of where she went to college—if she went at all. "Well, you've been blessed with that face. Honestly, you don't even need a job."
Perry's smile faded. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Henry casually poured himself a glass of red wine. "Be my lover. I'll provide for you."
Most girls might find that line romantic. Perry just found it... icky. "You? Take care of me? I doubt you could afford it."
Henry studied her face—yeah, she was stunning. Especially those eyes, full of spark. Having her on his a
