“At all?”
“No.It’s bad for you.”
“I don’t see a city full of dead bodies.What are you talking about?”I moan.“If I’m going to live here, I’m going to need to get my own coffee.”
I got a bank alert when I finished dressing that the funds had already been deposited.I guess when you’re as powerful as Sebastian, things move fast.
I’ve never had that much money in my bank before in my life, but if I’m staying in America, I can’t go on a spending spree.
Tempting, but no.
He also promised to find me a new job, but even he can’t guarantee that.So this money buys me some time, so I don’t have to race back to England and face Dad.
One of the only reasons I agreed to this charade.
I glance at the enormous, stunning blue diamond on my hand.Plus, that.Its jaw-droppingly beautiful.
“You can buy one at the office,” Sebastian replies, swiping his phone.“I can’t stand the smell.”
I gasp again dramatically.“Sacrilege.”
“Okay, drama llama, let’s go.”He rinses his glass and places it in the dishwasher.
I lift mine, noticing I’ve only taken a few reluctant sips and ponder if I will offend him.I should drink—
Yeah, that’s not happening.
I round the island and pour the lumpy juice down the sink, ignoring his mutter, and then rinse the glass.
One week.
At least he’s not perfect.I was starting to worry.
We gather our jackets and bags, then head downstairs where Josh waits for us.
“Morning, Tony.Josh.”
Sebastian waits for me to climb into the back of the SUV.The door closes and when we are all inside, we start moving through traffic.
“We never agreed what I would tell everyone.”I hold up the ring.
“Not that we’re engaged.If it hits the media, it will go national,” Sebastian says.“But you can’t take it off.It’s way too valuable, and if Khalid sees you without it, this whole thing could blow up.”
He’s already told me that five times.
“Tons of women take off their engagement rings,” I remind him.
He rolls his eyes.“Fine Emily.Then if you lose it, can you pay back the forty-five million dollars?”
Jesus fucking Christ.
My eyes almost fly out of my head.
“No?Good.Then keep the damn thing on.”
My phone starts ringing with Mom’s ringtone.
“Shit.”I tug my phone out of my purse and because I am so flabbergasted, I answer.“Hi Mom.”
