Make her remember

Eleanor Hart looked taken aback by his words. For one, Elle had not expected him to agree without bringing her to his office for a personal meeting like the last time she had approached him. He had said if she wanted his land, she would have to give something else in return. Her body in a fancy hotel in the city.

He was everything she hated in a man, not that she liked any kind of man, but Xander—like he insisted she call him—was a piece of shit she didn't want to have anything to do with. If she wasn't so desperate to see to it that this project worked out, she wouldn't be here. She had dreamt of this and wanted it desperately, which was why she came here today after his disgusting behavior with her the last time they spoke.