Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35111 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35111 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
“I have a question for you...” He brought her hand to his lips, and kissing it, he said softly, “I want you to be my wife.”
Velvet’s eyes widened. She couldn’t believe Mykolas Sallis was asking her to be his wife. Did it mean that he felt it, too? Did it mean he had also fallen in love with her even before they had seen each other? But before she could answer, he was talking again.
“So tell me. What is the price for your hand in marriage?”
And just like that, her heart crashed. A part of her ached to tell Mykolas that her love had no price. That it was his for the taking and would forever be his. But she knew...it was not time yet. She needed time to convince him that love need not have a price, but for that to happen, she had to lie.
Quietly, she gave him a price.
Chapter Seven
“A gold-digger, you say?” Mykolas drawled over the phone to his father hours later. He was seated at one of the bar stools while admiring the way Velvet’s hips swayed as she moved about the yacht’s tiny kitchen. She had insisted on preparing them brunch. She had also warned him she had no domestic skills at all, but since he was about to be her husband, Mykolas was expected to eat everything to the last crumb and tell her she was the most fantastic cook in the world – even if she was not.
Pausing in her careful slicing of prosciutto, Velvet made a face at Mykolas’ words. After accepting his business proposal and giving him a few conditions of her own, he had given her a little bit of his background, his wry tone hiding a wealth of emotions when he spoke of his father.
‘You can look up the sordid details online. But it all boils down to the same thing – he’s a billionaire who cares too much about himself. But he did teach me a good lesson, and that is it’s better to expect less from everyone so they do not end up disappointing you.”
And considering that line of thought, Velvet supposed she couldn’t blame Mykolas’ father for thinking she was a gold-digger. After all, no one had heard of her and here she was, suddenly engaged to Mykolas Sallis – and their marriage set one week from today.
Grinning at Velvet’s look, he cut off his father’s furious tirade – which consisted mostly of dire warnings about getting fleeced of half of his wealth – he said, “We have an iron-clad prenup, Papa. You have no need to worry. She may be my wife in name, but it is only so I can buy her as my permanent sex slave.”
Velvet picked up a piece of cucumber and launched it at his face with perfect aim. Unfortunately, Mykolas also had perfect aim and he caught the cucumber handily and munched on it instead. Asshole, Velvet thought, but if she was honest, she was thinking of him more fondly than irritably. He very well knew that the amount she had asked was beyond reasonable. What was a hundred grand to him when he had billions?
And if he finds out that the hundred grand is to start a non-profit foundation, her busybody inner voice demanded. What then?
By the time that happened, she answered herself stoutly, Mykolas should well be on his way to falling for her. She didn’t know how she was going to make that happen, but she was determined it would.
When Mykolas ended the call, Velvet told him succinctly as she placed a plate of sandwich in front of him, “Asshole.”
Since she was within reach, he pulled her into his lap and nuzzled her neck. “I plead guilty. But you must admit. It’s good retaliation after you told your friend Mandy I was so in love with you I gave you a hundred grand on the spot—-”
“But you did,” she pointed out innocently.
“While I was completely naked, with a rose between my teeth.”
“I guess I must have exaggerated.”
“You also sent a text message to your friend Mairi about how I ripped you apart with my cock that you had to be professionally treated.” That one had him grimacing.
“You are a financial expert and you cleaned me up, right? So technically,” she told him piously. “I didn’t lie. Besides, I thought you’d be flattered that I’m boasting about your big hard cock.”
When she fluttered her eyelashes outrageously at him, Mykolas couldn’t help but smile even as he pulled her close to give her a punishingly hard kiss. “I’d rather you not talk about it at all if the alternative is that you’d make me sound like an unfeeling rapist.” He gave her a reprimanding look. “You must stop with the antics.”
“Okay. I promise. No more lies or exaggerations. You can even listen to me make my final call.” And Velvet then dialed her employer’s number to let Rose Thorn know of her decision to marry Mykolas Sallis, stepbrother to one of her students.