Scarlett POV:
I should have been expecting it, but hearing the words from his mouth still sent a jolt of shock through me.
I pulled away, staring into his dark, gorgeous yet empty eyes.
"What?" I whispered, my voice barely above a breath.
"You heard me right, pony. Be my woman for three months, and all your wishes will be granted," he said casually, as if it was nothing.
Before I couldn't respond, he spoke again, his tone turning serious—a warning, actually.
"But be warned. I don't do love. Only pleasure." His words hit me like a slap, and for some reason, they hurt. Maybe it was because Jason had used me for the same thing—or maybe it was something else entirely. But the sting of his words dug deep into my chest.
I looked up at him, my gaze locking with his. His eyes were as cold as ever, but I dared to look him in the eye.
