ANNETTE'S POV
I leaned against the counter as I sipped coffee and thought of last night. It was one of the best s*x I've had with Connor, although none of our intimate encounters can be watered down to less than a hundred. I wanted more of it. To have good s*x, spend his money and be the trophy wife he wanted for the rest of the year. It couldn't be that hard. Right? The thought of being able to decide whether I want to opt out of this intimate relationship with Connor at the end of one year added to my desire of him. It turned me on, knowing I was in charge this time. And we may have had our shortcomings, but what would leaving Connor or getting back at him change. My mom and dad are gone. Nothing else mattered except for me.
"Ma'am." A voice called. It was Greg. "The boss said to tell
