—Eloise—

My breath caught.

“Is that supposed to make me say yes?”

His eyes dropped briefly to my lips before returning to mine.

“No. It's supposed to make you understand why I'm not walking away this time.”

The word landed with terrifying simplicity.

I stared at him, searching his face for a trace of mockery, but there was none. And somehow, that frightened me more than the threat of losing Damian's shares.

I turned to leave.

“You have three days to decide whether you'll honor ...