Chapter 8

Madison

I slumped in the back of the cab, watching the city lights blur past. My head still spun from Alexander’s insane proposition. The cabbie’s choice of radio station—some kind of experimental jazz that sounded like cats fighting—wasn’t helping my headache.

“Could you maybe...” I gestured at the radio.

“Best station in the city,” he declared, turning it up instead.

Perfect. Just perfect.

I sighed and pressed my head against the cool glass, letting the chaos outside distract me.

The streets whizzed by in a blur of neon signs and bustling crowds. My mind drifted back to Alexander and his ridiculous proposal. One year as his girlfriend, solving all my problems in exchange for... what? Being his personal plaything? His exclusive arm candy?

A year of pretending to be in love with Alexander Knight.

I couldn’t stop my thoughts from wandering to that night in his penthouse. The feel of his lips on mine, his hands exploring every inc