CALHOUN
"Send a message to Valerie to let her know to prepare for an evening out with me in two hours. She should wear a black dress," I tell my assistant.
The drive to the airport isn't long, so I do what I know best as I check my messages and respond to each one. One, however, catches my attention.
From Mr. Hayden.
A frown instantly forms on my face.
Receiving a message from him isn't surprising, but I thought I had already made myself clear, we won't be working with them, nor will we be entering into any form of alliance.
Ever since word got out that I am searching for a bride, he has been trying to force an arrangement between me and his second daughter.
Yeah.
You'd think I'd be among those eagerly searching for a mate, but in my world, I don't have that kind of freedom, I have
