Page 144 of Ruthless Contract

“I don’t think you do.” He gripped my chin, forcing me to look at him. “According to our contract, who do you belong to now, Blossom Brooks?” he asked, a cruel smile in place.

I swallowed, not wanting to answer.

“Who do you belong to, Blossom Brooks?” he demanded.

“I belong to you, Rome,” I admitted, because I’d pretty much just signed my life over to the man who wanted to ruin me.

“Good girl.” He cupped my cheeks and wiped the remnants of tears from my face with his thumbs. “Don’t cry, beautiful. We haven’t even gotten started yet.”

Before his words could fully register, he scooped me up in his arms and carried me from his office. I had no idea where he was taking me now. I had no idea what he had planned for me tonight. All I knew was I’d just signed my life over to Rome Cattaneo.

Now, there was no escaping him or his ruthless contract.