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When I walked into the room, there was already someone there. A man I didn’t recognize. He wore a black t-shirt that was tight on his muscles, jeans that fit low on his hips, and he had dark hair that resembled the darkest storm. The stubble on his sharp jawline was the matching color. I hesitated for a second, not expecting to be joined by a man so handsome. I took a seat across from him, my heart rate quick because of the nerves. Normally if I stepped into a room I always issued a greeting, introduced myself, said something, but this man made me lose all manners. He gave me a cold look before he averted his gaze. My father walked in a moment later and took the seat at the head of the table. “Good. You two met.” Sort of. “Honey.” My father addressed me. “I told you I’ve found myself in a hard place because of unpaid debts. The family wealth is gone, and I have nothing left to give except my life. But I’ve found a proposition to fix all of that.” My eyes darted back to the mysterious man. “You will marry Maverick De Ville—and all our problems will be solved.”