enough to read the contract and make a clear cut decision.” His brown eyes look at me and I can see he has faith in me and is speaking the truth.
Shit. He’s right. I need to read this damn thing and figure this out.
Now.
“Take me home.”
~~~
I pour myself a glass of wine and sit on my bed. I pull the contract from my purse and begin to read.
It simply states the contract is between Gable and me. It further goes on, in detail, of how JE is in financial trouble and Gable will bail it out. He will give thirty million dollars in exchange for my hand in marriage. Once the contract is signed we have twenty-four hours to officially become married.
There will also be a pre-nuptial agreement in place. Of course, it’s mainly to protect Gable because at this time I have nothing to give or have taken from me. In the section marked children Gable will handle the financial security of any children we have together. I have to live in one of Gable’s numerous homes with the kids. I’m not allowed to be far away from him with them.
I chug the wine.
Children?
Could he really think he and I would have sex?
As I continue on, I see that there’s a cheating clause. If I cheat on Gable then I have to pay him back all the money he gave to me. On top of that, I have to relinquish my parental rights to the child or children. He also takes overall control of JE. The bottom line is: I lose it all. If Gable cheats on me then I can leave the marriage with fifty million dollars. I would also have custody of the children.
I pour another glass of wine as I continue.
According to the contract, JE stays with me. Gable would be nothing more than a silent partner. I would have a monthly allowance and I need to attend all events with Gable unless I’m instructed otherwise. I guess we are meant to act madly in love at those.
I push the papers away from me and finish my wine. I make myself one more glass and then go into Dad’s office. The albums I had been looking at the other day are still scattered around the desk.
I flip open the one closest to me and it happens to be several years of company picnics. All the employees and their families, with their happy, smiling faces shine through the pictures. My father knew every one of them. JE didn’t have problem employees. They were like family to Dad and to me.
I slam the book shut and let the tears fall.
~~~
I couldn’t sleep all night. Hell, I’ve barely slept since Dad died. I’m sitting in the back of the Lexus reading the file Leo gave me.
Gable grew up in the city with his parents and a younger brother, Gideon. He went to a local state college and majored in business. He started his company when he was twenty-five. He’s never married nor had children. The file states he had one long-term relationship several years ago, but it ended. By all accounts, from this file, Gable seems to be a driven workaholic.
So, why me?
Why the marriage?
“Leo.”
“Yes, Dream.”
“Take me to Gable.” I still have questions and he’s going to answer them.
Leo turns and heads to Gable’s building.
Butler Corp owns the second largest building downtown. It’s equipped with massive solar panels on the roof and is the greenest building in the state.
Leo opens the door and I blow past him, storming into the building. I don’t check in with security; I follow the sign to the elevators and push the button for the top floor. I’d never been in this building, but the boss is always on the highest floor.
I listen to the boring music as I travel up the fifty floors. When I step off, there’s a pretty blonde sitting at a white desk.
“Good morning. May I help you?”
“I need to speak with Gable Butler right now.”
“Do you have an appointment?”
“No. I need to speak with him right away.”
The blonde gazes over my shoulder, and I turn to see where she’s looking. There’s a man standing there. He’s in his mid-thirties, darker blond hair, and brown eyes. He