Henry looked up at Ola.

 His heart beat at a steady increasing pace. His palms were wet and too warm to be pleasant. 

“So, what do you think?” the alpha asked febrile. 

“We both get something out of it,” he added carefully. 

The plan was fairly simple; a contract relationship. Henry would finally amend his broken relationship with his parents, and attempt to fix the company’s reputation. 

Ola would get a fair amount of money in exchange for a smile and her presence.

“I find it sad,” Ola said, towering over the alpha. 

Henry was sitting on the bed. 

Ola remained by the window watching the passersby as Henry talked...