Elin's POV:

"Good morning, Miss. Please, have a seat."

Grayson's voice was smooth and pleasant as he spoke, eyes still focused on signing the papers in front of him.

I sat down and took a moment to study him. Broad-shouldered and impeccably dressed in a charcoal suit, he exuded a composed, aristocratic elegance. If Aaron was considered the most handsome man in the Western Territories, then the man before me—Grayson Hamilton—was surely his equal, if ...