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superior air and to get an honest reaction out of him.
    "I dare, because it's the truth.
You did barter it to the highest bidder, did you not? Or did someone hold a gun
to your head at the time? No, I thought not. Where were your haughty ideas of
love then? Did it not occur to you that the man who purchased you, could well
be in a relationship? Married with kids? Or perhaps worse still, use you to
satisfy some sexual fetish?"
    He looked her up and down with such
disgust, she was glad she was sitting.
    "A man like your brother, you
mean? Would he have used me for those ends? And if he would have done, what
does that make you? You're marrying me, but at the end of the day, it's the
same thing, just dressed up, is it not?"
    She jumped at his reaction. In the
blink of an eye he crossed the room and stood in front of her. With his hands
on the arm rests of her chair, he caged her in, his nose inches away from her.
    "You are going into this with
your eyes open, lady. It was your choice to come here and claim your payment.
It is your choice to walk out of that door. I am not forcing you to sign those
papers."
    As if to make the point he released
her and stood next to the bell that would summon Brian in an instant.
    "Just say the word and you're
free to go. Without your money of course, and if you breathe one word of this
to anyone, your cute little ass will land itself a one way ticket to jail, and
I will make your mother rue the day she ever gave birth to you."
    His quiet and controlled manner made
the words even more chilling, and Alice could do nothing but stare at him. How
had she thought she could deal with him?
    "You would do that to people
you've never even met?" she asked.
    "In a heartbeat, sweet little
Alice, in a heartbeat."
    Something broke inside Alice at those
words.
    "You really are a cold-hearted
bastard, aren't you?"
    ****
    Alice curled her slender fingers
around the armrests with such force they turned white. Judging by the storm
clouds crossing her expressive face she wished her hands were wrapped around
his neck instead. He didn't even know why he was being such an ass, but
something about her got to him. Just by sitting there, all prim and proper,
stoically facing her fate, made him feel things he had no business
feeling.  
    The fact that she wasn't the money
grabbing whore he'd first thought her to be just made it all so much worse. At
Percy's insistence he'd finally read that file, and what he'd learned about her
had rocked him to the core.
    Highly intelligent, she'd dropped out
of her university degree when her niece had fallen ill, the year her father had
had his heart attack. With no income coming in, it had fallen to Alice to
provide for the family. And she had, admirably so, working two, sometimes three
jobs, yet they were drowning in debt. Her niece's illness did not help. The
experimental treatment she needed was not available on the NHS.
    For that reason Lakota had made Percy
up the settlement offer considerably. He knew it would take more than that to
ease his conscience screaming at him, but he'd had to do something to chase
away the shadows in her eyes. He couldn't offer her any part of himself, but he
could certainly provide the money. And with her reluctant agreement to his
terms, he would finally get his revenge on the piece of scum that fathered him,
and left his mother and him to rot after the arrival of Zeb.
    Lakota crunched his teeth together in
disgust at his maudlin thoughts.   He
couldn't change the past, but he could damn well pave his own future. It's what
had made him into a billionaire, and no little Alice in Wonderland would de-rail
him from his purpose, no matter how much her unshed tears tore at his gut and
made his chest feel tight.
    "You're only just now figuring
this out, my sweet little Alice?"
    Her eyes widened, and she fixed him
with such a glare of defiance, he almost squirmed under that silent censure.
    "I think you're trying far too
hard to convince me of that fact, Lakota.