POV Weston Leone
I never saw someone faint before but here I am in my limousine with this very alluring female in my arms, her body limp. Obviously, no one told her about the marriage contract. That makes me feel livid. Someone should have told her. I have to admit that when my father, the great Nicodemus Robert Saint, came to me on my graduation from high school and told me that he had a contract of marriage for me, I thought he had lost his mind.
At the time, I was in a serious relationship with Charity McMichaels. We were planning on getting married next spring after graduation, so when my big-shot father waltzed into my graduation party with his hot-shot lawyers I was very displeased.
The nerve of this man, who I saw once in a blue f*****g moon, to tell me that I am supposed to mar
