The Contract

**ROMANY**

The inside of DeMarco's home was just as one might imagine it to be. Lavishly furnished, marble floors. Chandeliers in every corner of the sitting room. Three sets of double doors lined the back wall, opening onto a large well-lit patio. A tri- level swimming pool complete with jacuzzi waterfall pulsed near the bottom of the steps just behind the patio. The lights in the pool blazed different colors, making the water sparkle and dance.

Ruby waited in the center of the room, sipping whiskey from a glass she must have taken from the bar she was leaning against. "Bout time you folks got here."

"Help yourself," DeMarco teased, gesturing for me to have a seat.

"Don't I always," she said, taking her place next to me on a long velveteen sofa.

"That you do, Ru. That you do."

Ruby's eyes sparkled my way. "Did you two get better acquainted?"

I sent her a sharp look, my eyes narrowing suspiciously. *It's not that kind of party, Ruby.*

"As much as need be," DeMarco answered for me. "Now that you've seen your cousin safely settled, you can leave. You have flight to catch, don't you?" Ruby nodded, downing her drink before standing up.

"Wait!" I yelped. "You're leaving?"

She smirked, her mouth falling open ungraciously. "I don't live here, Ro. You do."

"B-but I thought you might stay a little longer! I'm not really that comfortable yet! I-"

"Ruby has a job to do Miss Dubois. A job she has been devoted to for quite some time. She knows her place," DeMarco warned, his green eyes crackling with ice.

"I haven't signed your contract yet," I spat through clenched teeth. "I still might not agree to work for you."

He laughed, some of the chill from his gaze melting. "Oh, I'm pretty sure that you will."

"Listen to me, Ro," Ruby said, taking my hands in hers. "This is the best thing for you. Trust me."

*Trust you? Trrrruuuusssttt you?* I forced my apprehension into the blaze of my eyes as we stared at one another, hoping she might take pity on me and just stay a little longer. "Ruby..." She cocked her head at me, her eyes shuttering. "I'll be back the day after tomorrow. I'll come directly here. I won't even go home."

"You will not," DeMaro said.

threw him a sharp

He snorted. "Really?"

hiking up

over his wide, sculpted chest. "Don't fuck this up, Ruby. Make sure

into a mask of defiant laughter. "Oh, it'll

"I guess we'll see

my head-"what kind of

cousin slapped her hand over my mouth, shutting me up. "Don't waste your time

on my

a moment, I allowed myself to pretend that we were and that she was here to protect me the way she always was in the past. She pressed her lips to my ear and said, "I won't let anyone hurt you. No one. Not even him." She stepped back, releasing me to send DeMarco

attention to us. Instead he was at the bar pouring

see you soon. Sleep

said, watching her

still seated on the couch and I heard Giselle

have a contract for you

boiling with rage. "Confined to the grounds?!?" I hissed,

drape it over the back of his chair as he sat. The crisp white shirt he wore underneath, melded with his muscles, outlining every curve, every groove, every punch of sinew and flesh that God had seen fit to bless him with. This was a man that probably woke up in the morning, swallowed a half dozen eggs, then lifted tall buildings for sport. The corded shift of each of his movements was distracting. I was

remain

to me," I repeated, my gaze following the path of his fingers

I

I'm

jaw clenched.

"For how long?"

contract is for

*year*?" I nearly shouted. "I can't stay locked away for a year! I'll go

total access to all amenities that my estate has to offer in the meantime. The pool, spa,

use on the third floor. You may even have access

I perked up. "How

done talking,"

blood surged forward, reddening my

his temple as he studied me. "You will be given a suite of rooms down the

suite of rooms," I repeated stupidly. *What

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