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“But what the actual hell?That clause saves all four of your asses.Why wouldn’t they take it?”Tierney asks.

“Are they getting anything out of the marriage?”Clementine adds.

“Nothing, at least that’s what they said.”Defeat weighs down on me.“They’re gazillionaires.They don’t need anything.They’re doing this to honor my family—afavortous,” I say, running one hand through my hair, still damp from my shower, while the other continues rubbing Cass’ belly.

“Haley, I wish we could just give your parents the money they need.It would be so much easier than this.”

“Thank you again, but my father would never accept it.”

“What are you going to do now, Haley?”

“I’ll have to marry them.Arrogant bastards,” I mutter.“But they’re going to regret not taking me up on my offer to end this.”

I don’t sleep much that night, and I wake up cranky as ever to face my new reality.

The next two days happen in a blur.I don’t even have the opportunity to come up with something to blackmail them into not marrying me.Ugh.I’ve run out of time.

We sign the marriage certificate, and since I can only legally marry one of them, I also sign an accompanying contract stating I am considered legally married to all three of them.Yay me.But I don’t lose hope.Maybe the only way to get out of this is to get right in the middle.

We celebrate our union with a profoundly awkward gathering at my family home, during which I say nothing to them at all.I don’t think they noticed since my grandmother, mother, and all my aunts and cousins tripped over themselves to impress the mega billionaires.

Worse, Cass,mydog, who finds humans tedious at best, suddenly becomes enamored with them.She puffs out her chest and follows them around like a groupie.Traitor.How can my dog start a romance with my enemies?

I’m also glad I managed to hide what they do to my body from Cass, because she would have just head-butted me and pushed me away from them, which in her dog language means, “Don’t go burying their boners in your secret garden.”It’s what she does.Cass has a unique ability to sniff out people who are sexually attracted to someone and looking for a more meaningful relationship, but the other party wants neither, nor if pushed together, their relationship will eventually suck.Together, we save a lot of people from a lot of heartache, and that has a place in the matchmaking business as well.

Now it’s the next morning, and Cass and I, along with our belongings, are whisked away to their penthouse by their PA, Tammy.She’s so much nicer anyway.She also hands me a matte black titanium card, courtesy of them, to do anything I want with it—funds unlimited.

If I expected them to live in a sleek penthouse with minimalist decor, all stark white and seamless, completely unlived-in and giving off museum vibes, I was right.

I assure Tammy I don’t need anything at all, since I may take a six-hour nap anyway, and send her back to the office.We can do all the hiring of new staff tomorrow, and we’ll just have pizza for dinner.

Once I settle Cass, who seems unfazed by the change in her environment, I twirl around in the marble-encased block that masquerades as their home.Now, how do I make their lives as uncomfortable as possible?

Chapter Six

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