“Be my wife.” He pushed the prenuptial agreement toward me.
I smiled and tore it to shreds. “I have no interest in being Mrs. Lu.”
Lu Yi, the king who rules the business world, is calm, domineering, and used to controlling everything.
He chose Jiang Wan only because she was the perfect tool for a marriage alliance.
The prenuptial agreement was a leash he graciously offered, certain she’d put it on with gratitude.
But he was wrong.
Jiang Wan tore up that humiliating contract with her own hands, along with his arrogance and belief that he was untouchable.
She wanted neither the glory he offered nor the cage he deigned to give her.
Later, eyes red, he cornered her against the wall. “What is it you want?”
Her fingertips icy, she touched the spot over his heart where she had once bitten him hard enough to draw blood. Her smile was like a rose steeped in poison.
“Unless you carve my name right here.”
