“He has a point, Christian. You’re very wealthy, and I’m bringing nothing to our marriage but my student loans.”

Baby, I’ll have you any way I can get you. You know this!

“Anastasia, if you leave me, you might as well take everything. You left me once before. I know how that feels.”

“That was different,” she mumbles. And she frowns once more. “But, you might want to leave me.”

Now she’s being ridiculous.

“Christian, you know I might do something exceptionally stupid—and you…” She stops.

Ana, I think that’s highly unlikely. “Stop. Stop now. This subject is closed. We’re not discussing it anymore. No prenup. Not now—not ever.”

I scramble through my thoughts, trying to find safer ground, and inspiration hits me. Turning to Grace, who’s wringing her hands and looking anxiously at me, I ask, “Mom, can we have the wedding here?”

Her expression shifts from alarm to joy and gratitude. “Darling. That would be wonderful.” And she adds as an afterthought, “You don’t want a church wedding?”

I give her a sideways look and she capitulates immediately.

to host your

father smiles benignly at both

you a date

“Four weeks.”

not

“It’s plenty of time.”

need at

“Mom. Please.”

“Six?” she pleads.

Mrs. Grey,” Ana pipes up, and

is,” I state.

morning. Our argument from last night still rankles—his disapproval

I’m going to prove him

adolescent

world, but I’m picking over the remains of my father’s angry tirade about Elena and the prenup. On the plus

I’ve always done everything in my power to protect you. And I failed. I should

to hear him. He should have said this last night.

I want out of this

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