Billionaire Cuffed

<p><strong>There are three things I don't negotiate: my money my empire and Elena f*cking Vasquez.</strong></p><p></p><p>I built my empire on contracts.</p><p></p><p>NDAs. Non-negotiable terms. Blood-written clauses that kept the world in perfect order.</p><p></p><p>Until her.</p><p></p><p>Elena Vasquez would rather burn my world down than sign another piece of paper that smells like the Velvet Room. And Christ I love her for it-even when she's tearing apart every rule I ever lived by.</p><p></p><p>No more contracts she says that stubborn chin lifted like she's ready to walk.</p><p></p><p>I cage her against the wall my mouth at her ear. Then let's make this simple <em>cariño</em>. The only signature I need is your lips on mine. The only clause? My hand slides up her thigh. You screaming my name every night.</p><p></p><p>The final negotiation starts here.</p><p></p><p>And I won't stop until she's got my ring in her fist and war in her eyes.</p>