The room was silent, deathly silent while Emma waited for him to speak. She couldn’t imagine the clause that made him appear so frightening.

“ If by any chance, you betray me, Emma Steele, I promise to make your life a living hell,” Asher said, staring at the pale woman seated before him.

Emma didn’t know what to make of the information she’d been given. “ You mean, all that was for this?” She asked in bewilderment. “ You are a drama king, Mr. Braxton.” She remarked with a smile, hoping to clear the air.

“ That I am, and more. Tell me, Emma, do you agree to my conditions?...