Breaking Mr. Cold (Giselle and Donovan) novel Chapter 2

Giselle wasn't reluctant to leave Donovan. She was just confused.

He crushed his cigarette into the ashtray and delivered the truth flatly. "I'm getting married next month. Take the money, and stay out of my life."

"Getting married?"

Giselle felt nothing. If anything, she was amused. "Honestly, I thought you already had a wife and kids. Congrats!"

A flicker of menace darkened Donovan's eyes as he stared her down.

Giselle thought about that ten million dollars and feared he might change his mind if she took too long. So, she threw on her clothes quickly.

She bounced over to him, threw her arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek. "I'll take the money, then. Thanks, Mr. Kane. You're the best!"

The naked greed and slyness in her eyes only deepened Donovan's disgust. He shoved her away.

"You can go now. And remember what I said—stay out of my life," he muttered.

"Okay!"

Without hesitation, Giselle pulled out her phone, blocked his number right in front of him, and deleted his WhatsApp contact.

"There. Now you'll never hear from me again. There's nothing to worry about."

As she spoke, she rummaged through the tangled sheets, fished out her bra, and shoved it into her top. After a few wriggles, she turned her back toward him. "Hey. Do me a favor."

Donovan's expression darkened, but he held back his temper and fastened her bra clasp with practiced ease.

"Alright. I'm out. Got a late-night snack date with a younger guy, so let's not waste each other's time." Giselle leaned in, whispering in his ear with a teasing grin, "See you, sugar daddy!"

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