A Proposal of Power
After trying and fighting the rogues for her son Nicole, Noah came up with a surprise. Noelle wasn't expecting that though.
Noelle stared at Noah in stunned silence. The words he had just spoken echoed in her mind, each syllable more absurd than the last.
A contract marriage?
She had expected many things from him—a strategic alliance, a dangerous plan, maybe even a forced partnership where she had little choice. But marriage?
Her lips parted, but no words came. She studied his expression, trying to find some trace of jest, but Noah's gaze remained unreadable. Dark, unwavering, and entirely too serious.
Finally, she found her voice. "You're joking."
"I'm not," he said simply, his tone void of amusement.
Noelle shook her head, crossing her arms. "You can't be serious. You think marriage is the solution to this?"
Noah stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. "I don't think. I know."