Chapter 41 The Price of Following
When a man tells a woman to follow him, it usually means courtship.
Wyatt asked, “Have you ever kissed anyone?”
Yunice instinctively backed away–but he pulled her down before she could escape.
She stumbled, catching herself on the sofa–then his lips met hers.
Warm breath brushed against her cheek. Her heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst through her chest.
Wyatt held the back of her neck, deepening the kiss before finally letting her go..
“You’re not mine until I mark you.”
Finished
Yunice’s face flushed a deep, furious red. She stared at Wyatt, both angry and humiliated. She’d come to him with her skills-
not to sell herself.
Wyatt found her harmless fury amusing. “I’m a man, not a saint.”
That hit her like cold water.
POTE
She’d only seen Wyatt a handful of times, but in those brief encounters, he’d somehow given her the illusion that he wasn’t as bad the rumors made him out to be.
At least, with her, he’d never crossed any lines.
So she had let her guard down. She never even thought about things heading in that direction.
She was plain, had spent three years wasting away in a psych ward, and had nothing particularly attractive about her.
Wyatt was a man with no moral boundaries–maybe he just hadn’t met a woman like her before, and was curious.
But this wasn’t what she wanted.
Yunice had come to build something of her own. She wanted to rise on her merit, find a mentor or benefactor, not become some man’s accessory,
It she gave herself to Wyatt, even if it helped her escape the Saunders family, how would that be any different from jumping out of one fire pit and into another?
She’d still be at someone else’s mercy.
Yunice reached for the pills she’d brought and said flatly, I’m not working with you anymore.
Then she opened the door and stepped our
The moment her feet hit the ground, Wyatt’s RV rolled past her, so close it nearly brushed her back.
A cold wind swept past, and Yunice’s heart sank halfway into her stomach. So this is what it feels like to fall from heaven to hell in a single breath.
She’d almost believed she had found stable work. A reliable income. A direction.
Now she was back to square one.
But instead of breaking down, she took a deep breath. Wyatt’s not the only powerful person in Silverbrough. There have to be decent
Yunice was quiet for a few seconds. “Then… could you come back and unlock the gate for me?”

Another pause from Yunice. Thank you, Bobby.”
After hanging up. Bobby couldn’t shake his unease. She must’ve left her daughter some money, right?
Still worried, he decided to transfer some money to Yunice.

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