~Skies full of ash~
CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO
Scarlett gripped the pen she was holding, the thumping of her heart audible to her own ears as she stared at the contract in front of her.
“We don't have all day, Ms White.”
I loathe you.
Scarlett glared at Bentley King, seated opposite her in the arm chair of his home office, a glass of whiskey in his hand. “I believe I am entitled to take my life if I am signing away my entire life to you.”
“Now, don't be so dramatic.” Bentley tsked, rolling his eyes. “This is as beneficial to you as it is to my son.”
“No it is not.”
Bentley didn’t have anything to say to that, so he didn’t, and instead gestured at the contract again.
Hand trembling, Scarlett signed her name at the bottom of the page where Sebastian’s sign was already there, flipping it an
