"I told him I was pregnant, that I was carrying your child, and that from now on we'd be together. I wanted him to know the past is already over. Are you satisfied?"
Cole O'Connell's gaze dropped to her lower belly, that slender, flat little stomach. He really did want to put one in there for her, as a way to tie her down, but right now wasn't the right moment.
He also wouldn't use that kind of dirty trick. Unless she truly fell for him, then even if he locked her up for a lifetime, he would absolutely never lay a finger on her. That was his straight‑man cancer.
"Not bad. As your reward, I'll give you one month of freedom. As long as you report everywhere you go to me, I won't monitor you during that month."
Yulia O'Connell lifted her head, still wary in her eyes. "What are you up to now?"
She hadn't had any freedom for years; how could Cole O'Connell suddenly decide to give her some?
