Page 89 of Bitter Heat

She looked out the window.

“Do it, Jasmine.”

“She’s busy, and her shit costs a fortune,” she muttered.

“Money’s no object.”

He wasn’t satisfied with gaining access to her body. No, he wanted legal ties, and he was still pushing for more. A ceremony with her family present, a wedding gown… Her stomach tightened.

“Lyle wanted to know if there’s a prenup,” he said quietly.

“Of course, he did.” She turned back to him. “What did you say?”

“I have no interest in what Maximus left you.” He cocked his head. “How much did Daddy leave you, Jasmine?”

She said nothing.

“Your assets have to be disclosed in the prenup. If you don’t tell me now, I’ll find out later.”

She debated for a moment before she revealed, “His remaining assets which include real estate and some stocks are worth upwards of three hundred million.” She raised a brow. “Would that have bought back the stocks?”

He shrugged. “Maybe.”

“You interested in selling?”

His hand landed on her thigh. “No.”

She smacked his hand, but he didn’t retract it. “It’s a lot of money.”

He examined her for a moment before he said, “For every hundred million you have, I’ll match you ten billion.”

“What?”

“Working like a dog pays off,” he said quietly. “Your attorney will advise you to ask for a bigger settlement.”

She closed her eyes and slumped against the seat as the magnitude of the power he wielded hit her. She was so fucking screwed. “I won’t ask for anything.”

“You’ll receive one hundred million at the end of the year.”

Her eyes flew open. “What? Why?”

“It’s expected.”

“I don’t need it!”

“You’ll take it.”

“I’ll donate it to charity.”

“Do what you want with it. In the meantime, don’t touch your inheritance. While you’re with me, I pay your way.”

“Keep your money, Roth. You’re going to need it for the next woman you buy.”

“We’ll see if you’re this brave tonight.”

His hand smoothed down her thigh and then came back up to rest far too close to her crotch for comfort.

“I haven’t signed the prenup yet.”

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