The Fifty Million Dollar Heir
Language: en
The old man made it clear: if I could get pregnant, there would be a fifty-million-dollar bonus waiting in my trust fund. On my wedding night, I stared at the man on the bed. He was completely ignoring my sheer lingerie, devoting all his attention to a Captain Galaxy action figure. I was furious. I snatched the toy out of his hand and shoved it down the neckline of my dress. I smirked at him, wiggling a finger. "You want it? Come and find it."