“Yeah, I’m confirming some things with a supplier and will head over right after,” I say into my phone. “I’ll be there soon.”
Hanging up, I finish confirming our next shipment so I can get down to the warehouse and help the guys go over the inventory. With the delays they had at the border, we’re behind schedule, but with all hands on deck, we should get the product processed before the buyer picks up.
A knock sounds on my door. “Come in,” I call out, still focused on my computer.
“A courier just dropped this off for you,” Sheila says.
I drag my gaze to her, and she’s holding a manila envelope. She walks in and extends it out to me.
“A courier? Were we expecting any contracts today?”
“None. Would you like me to open it for you?” she asks.
“No, it’s fine.” I take the envelope from her. “I’m heading out for the day in the next couple of minutes. Make sure my calls are forwarded to you.”
“Absolutely. Is there anything you need before you leave?”
“No. Just get me the final numbers for the Tribeca building by tomorrow morning.”
“Will do, Mr. Bonetti.”
I give Sheila a nod, and she exits my office.
Flipping over the envelope, I open it and pull the document out. I scan it quickly and realize it’s from Liana.
The marriage contract.
I run through every line of the document, noting her signature at the bottom.
Everything is as discussed except she amended her last condition to get rid of the separate bedrooms. A smile tugs at my lips, knowing I’ve won this round. I’m breaking her down, and she doesn’t even realize it.
Taking my pen, I sign my name at the bottom of the contract, finalizing our agreement, then dial Liana’s number on my phone.
After a few rings, she answers. “Hello?”
“Well, wasn’t this a pleasant surprise,” I say, leaning back in my chair, a grin forming on my face.
“How did you get my number?”
“You should know I have my ways.”
“I’m assuming you got the contract?”
“I did indeed.”
“Do you accept all the conditions now?”
“I do. I already signed it.”
Liana doesn’t say a word.
I’m about to speak when she says, “I have one more request that I didn’t put in the contract.” Her words are low, as if she’s trying to keep from someone overhearing.
“Anything.”
That’s probably not the word I should’ve used given Liana’s history. She’s known to throw in some farfetched demands I would never agree to, but she’s caught me at a fucking joyousmoment. Knowing I’m another step closer to making her mine has me willing to do just about anything to keep her.
“I don’t want Teo and Enzo knowing about our… arrangement. I just don’t want them to get involved. They’ve always known my stance on arranged marriages, so if they find out I’ve committed myself to one, it’ll cause a lot more drama than I need nor want.”
