Griffon’s demeanor immediately changed.

“Do you think I’m doing this for you?” he snarled.

He grabbed my cheek with one hand and swung my head left and right. “Look at yourself. What makes you think you’re worthy of me?”

Goddess, this man was confusing and insufferable!

“Then why did you-”

“The man you’re f uc king is my future brother-in-law.”

My stomach sank and bile rose in my throat.

The realization of two things at the same time made me ill.

One, Silas-Jackson, was going to mate someone else.

Two, Griffon didn’t want to pay me to be his mistress; he wanted to pay me NOT to sleep with his...