Chapter 49

Chapter 49:

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The heat in his expression snapped, replaced by a sharp, cutting fury. “What the hell do you take me for? And what do you think you are?”

The implication stung—paying her as if she were for sale. Was she really casting herself as a whore, and him as the man paying to fuck her?

Her tone stayed quiet but unyielding. “What we have is just a contract. There’s no love in it. I don’t owe you my body.”

His jaw clenched hard as he spat, “So every time you’ve dangled yourself in front of me, it was just for money?”

Cathryn forced herself to nod. “Yes.”