My grandparents are losing the ranch. The man who holds their lease is notorious for showing no mercy. But I have one bargaining chip left. My body. Weston doesn't get visitors. Doesn't want them. Eleven years on his mountain, gate closed, world at a distance. Then I drive up his road at two in the morning in a red dress with nothing underneath and something shifts that he can't shift back. He turns down the offer. He can't turn down me. I keep coming back. He keeps opening the gate... moreMy grandparents are losing the ranch. The man who holds their lease is notorious for showing no mercy. But I have one bargaining chip left. My body. Weston doesn't get visitors. Doesn't want them. Eleven years on his mountain, gate closed, world at a distance. Then I drive up his road at two in the morning in a red dress with nothing underneath and something shifts that he can't shift back. He turns down the offer. He can't turn down me. I keep coming back. He keeps opening the gate. Somewhere between the land deal and me in his bed, Weston stops pretending he doesn't know what this is. The ranch was always going to be mine. He just didn't know he was part of the deal. Content Explicit sexual content. Features a 22/45 age gap and a man who falls hard and doesn't recover. Not suitable for readers under 18. less
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