The Countermove

NOLAN'S POV

His voice came through, calm as ever. “You had one job, Nolan.”

My jaw clenched. “One job?”

“Yes. To marry Sloane.”

I laughed harshly. “And if I don’t?”

“You’ve already seen the consequences.”

My hand tightened around the phone. “You froze my accounts.”

“I did.”

“You think that’s going to make me agree?”

“I think it will make you think.”

My voice dropped. “You’re trying to control me.”