"What are your conditions?"
Miles conceded a smile and raised two of his fingers.
"One, you assigned Aaliyah to me as my assistant for home services."
" Two, you won't have to see, or sleep with any other man that isn't me henceforth."
To his first condition, Grace knit her brows, forming a clear frown on her face.
'Am I not enough?' she thought, irritated by the fact he persistently wanted to hit her cousin.
His second conditions however caused her to freeze inwardly and her cold heart fluttered at the sense of protective ownership laced in his words.
'Like I would ever date another man.'
She was already on her path to be an extreme man-hater if she didn't employ Miles and tasted his dick.
