Stella's POV:
In my desperation, I offered my body as a condition to beg for his help, but deep down, I knew that a woman like me could never stand by his side openly and accept the scrutiny of others. Even if James was willing to do so, his family's disapproval would be a barrier too high to surmount.
The reason was obvious. My background, experiences, and status were worlds apart from the grace and prestige of the Laurent lineage.
I was never meant to become the rightful future lady of the distinguished Laurent family.
Even if James was truly interested in my body, my role as his companion would be ephemeral, destined to fade once the novelty wore off.
Perhaps, in no time at all, after a night or two, he might move on to another woman.
James, destined for greatness, and I, on a pat
