[Brielle’s POV]
I stare in disbelief at the words in front of me. How? How was it possible that I missed this? There was no way!
“You changed it,” I hiss, snapping my gaze at Mr. Roger's amused one. “You had to! I read the whole thing!”
“It seems you didn't,” he chuckles. “But as you can see, if you decide to walk out of this office, then you will be paying the company twenty thousand. What will you choose?”
What would I choose? What would I f*****g choose? Of course, I would choose to stay. I barely had a thousand to my name. Forget twenty grand! Dammit, he had me, and he knew it; that was why his handsome face was fixed in such a smug expression. It really wasn't fair for a devil to look so damn good.
Taking a breath, I push the contract back to him and then take a seat. Crossing on
