Tempted By My Ex's Brother-in-Law (Aria and Grayson) novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Aria’s POV

That sentence made my heart race like crazy.

“Anything you want to add to the contract?” he asked.

I thought for a second.

The financial terms he was offering were already more than generous–enough to pay off my debts and even move my grandma into better nursing home.

If I really had anything to ask for…

“Can we

not have sex during the contract period?” I asked.

He raised an eyebrow, and I immediately felt my face heat up.

“I know this makes me sound like a hypocrite, given..what happened before,” I stuttered. “But I was desperate back then and did something really stupid without thinking it through.”

“Of course. If that’s what you want. He leaned back, looking completely unbothered.

I still felt the need to explain. “I know the whole ‘no sex before marriage‘ thing sounds ridiculous. But where I’m from, that’s part of our belief. It’s what my mom taught me too.” Until she abandoned us, anyway.

“You’re from Frostpine Pack, right?”

“Yes.”

“I respect your beliefs. It doesn’t affect our agreement at all,” he said calmly.

I felt a little embarrassed. Honestly, what was I thinking? Even if I hadn’t brought it up, he wouldn’t want to sleep with me anyway. He had way too many better options.

“If there’s nothing else, can I take this as your agreement to sign?” he asked.

“Y–Yeah. Of course.”

“Then sign here.”

He leaned forward to point out where I needed to sign. I instinctively leaned in too.

That’s when I caught it again.

The strong scent of pine.

As I said,

our scent only got s stronger when we were either fighting, mating, or… aroused.

I snapped my head up, looking at him. And yet his expression stayed perfectly calm, completely at odds with what his scent was giving

away.

“Think carefully. Once you sign, there’s no backing out,” he warned.

He was watching me with those dark gray eyes. A spark ran through my whole body.

I let out a nervour Laugh. “What’s there to regret? The chance is golden.”

I quickly grabbed the pen and scribbled my name down. And a strange feeling bubbled up inside me. Well, who would have guessed? I was now officially tied to Grayson Hart.

“So… Do you want to sniff me now or something!” I asked after the signing.

He chuckled lightly. “Not now. Like I said, most of the time I’m fine,

9:46 AM

Chapter 8

“Well.. great.

He

glanced at his watch. “Maids will show you to your room. Sleep well. I want you fully rested and prepared for this job.”

He made it sound like I was about to start some grueling physical labor. I was getting more and more curious about what I needed to do exactly.

The maids had filed into the room, ready to take me away.

But I didn’t want to leave yet, I wasn’t ready for this perfect day to end yet.

And yet I had no reason to stay.

He stared at me and then suddenly moved. Before I could react, he had walked up to me and cupped my face with one hand.

A quick kiss landed on my cheek, and a second later, he had pulled away.

“Sleep well, Aria,” he said, his voice a low, sexy murmur.

The soft mattress, the silk sheets, the scented candle on my nightstand…everything was perfect.

When I woke up in my new room feeling brand new, the maids were already waiting at the door with breakfast, politely offering to set the table for me.

And after an amazing breakfast, I found myself completely free.

My supermarket job was obviously gone. I didn’t have any new assignments from Grayson yet, I was basically free to do whatever I wanted.

He had given me his personal number last night–for work emergencies, I assumed I wasn’t sure if I could text him anytime I wanted.

My heart fluttered. His response made my day.

I quickly asked if he had any allergies, but he didn’t reply. Probably busy again.

I left the mansion in a hurry and rushed to the nearest grocery store. After a quick thinking, I decided to keep the dinner menu simple yet classic bruschetta for the starter, roast chicken with mashed potatoes and green beans for the main.

Mrs Jones was surprised to see me carry bags of groceries into the mansion, “You went shopping for food, Ms. Collins? Maids could have done it for you.”

“No I want to do it myself,” I replied with a sheepish smile. “I’m cooking dinner for Alpha Grayson.”

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