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“You want revenge on The Heartstones. I want something as well, while the Heartstones fall before your eyes.”

I frown, meditatively. A sick excitement courses through me.

“What do you want?” I ask, unable to suppress my enthusiasm. The thought of Regan and his family destroyed, thrilling. 

“I need a wife and pregnancy, so that my father can hand over the entire business to me.” 

I frown, wondering what that has to do with me. 

“Marry me tomorrow and sign an agreement to get pregnant for me. Then watch the first wave of The Heartstones’ devastation.”
 

Her Nectar, His Peak

Malachi.

I storm into my office, tossing my black blazer furiously on a sofa. Nate follows behind me, picking the blazer. My eyes watch him absently, as he picks the clothing, folding it, before he sits.

"Am sorry for putting you all in this mess, Malachi. I should have been more considerate…"

"Can it, Nate. It's too late for sorry. You saw what happened in there. Owen demands our blood." I crisply retort, heading to pour a drink.

My hands tremble from rage, as I pour the drink into a glass. A knock comes on the door.

Chapter 48.