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 not his rival.

He finished signing, pushed ...