Daniella's heart pounded. "But—"
Actions spoke louder than words.
Without hesitation, Daniella leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, kissing him with fierce, deliberate intent. She had to seal this deal—no matter what.
The sudden move caught Santiago off guard for a split second, but he responded, meeting her advance with equal heat. He didn't force her. He didn't even pull her closer.
She had done this herself. Alone. Her choice.
When he finally drew back, she was panting, chest heaving. He studied her flushed face for a moment, then gently wiped his lips with the pad of his thumb.
"I guess we're on the same page now," he said, voice low and satisfied. "All right. We'll register our marriage immediately."
"Perfect!" The word escaped on a rush of relief. This was the deal-breaker. She wasn't backing down. Not now. Not ever.
The offers were far too mouthwatering to refuse.
