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The Billionaire's Sudden Bride novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Mr. Stark, You Might Wanna Check Your Brain

Summer’s POV

“Are you out of your mind?” I clutched the silk sheets tighter around my body, painfully aware that I was completely naked beneath. I pressed my back against the headboard, my heart racing as I watched him move with that predatory grace that seemed to come so naturally. Every gesture, every look reminded me that this man was dangerous – not in the crude way of those guys at the bar last night, but in a way that made my pulse skip. “Marriage? We don’t even know each other!”

His dark eyes tracked my movement, and the corner of his mouth lifted in that infuriating half-smile that somehow managed to be both arrogant and attractive. Those eyes – they seemed to see right through every defense I tried to put up, including the sheet I was desperately clinging to. “Don’t we?” The subtle sound of his footsteps made my pulse race. “You crashed into my arms last night, Summer. And I didn’t find your touch… unpleasant.”

I jerked away as his fingers reached for my chin, pulling the sheet higher. “Mr. Stark—”

“Brandon.”

“Whatever.” I wrapped the sheet tighter around myself, trying to create some kind of barrier between us. “Don’t you understand? I won’t marry you. I don’t know you, and I definitely don’t love you.”

Something dangerous flickered in his eyes. “Then who do you love? Alexander?” His voice carried a razor’s edge. “Well, he’s going to be your brother-in-law soon.”

The casual cruelty of his words hit me like a slap. “What’s that got to do with you?” My voice cracked embarrassingly. “Why are you so obsessed with marrying me? Can’t you find someone else?”

“You’re the first woman I don’t find repulsive.”

I stared at him, momentarily speechless. Was that supposed to be a compliment? “Wow. Really? That’s your pitch? Mr. Stark, you might want to work on your proposal skills.”

He moved to the leather sofa, settling into it with the casual grace of a predator at rest. Even just sitting there, he exuded an aura of absolute control that made me painfully aware of how out of my depth I was—especially in my current undressed state. “It’s simple. Let’s make a deal.”

A deal? With Brandon Stark? My mind flashed back to all the whispered stories I’d heard about his business dealings – about how no one ever came out ahead when making deals with him. “A deal?” I pulled my knees to my chest, keeping the sheet securely wrapped around me. “This isn’t a merger or acquisition, Mr. Stark. This is marriage we’re talking about.”

“I need a wife.” He stated it like he was discussing the weather. “And you’re perfect for the position.”

I laughed, “Mr. Stark, you might need to check up your brain.”

“Miss Taylor.” His voice softened slightly, but his eyes remained intense. “Take your time. I’m a patient man.”

Before I could form a response, there was a discrete knock at the door. I flinched, instinctively pulling the sheet higher as James entered with the same efficient grace I’d noticed last night, carrying what looked like designer shopping bags.

Brandon barely moved, just lifted his chin slightly. “Your clothes, Miss Taylor.”

I hesitated, eyeing the bags suspiciously. The events of last night were still fuzzy, but I was acutely aware of my current state of undress. Did he have his assistant buy me an entire wardrobe?

James set the bags down with a slight bow. “The bathroom is through that door, Miss Taylor.”

Chapter 5 1

I chose a Chanel outfit from the bad. What made my skin crawl wasn’t the obvious expense – it was how everything fit perfectly. How did he know my exact size?

Alone in the massive marble bathroom, I finally let my mask slip. The face that stared back at me from the mirror looked foreign – pale, with shadows under the eyes that even designer concealer couldn’t quite hide. One year. I’d been gone for just one year, managing Fortune Corp’s European division. One year of late-night calls with Alexander, of missing him so much… I gripped the marble counter until my knuckles turned white. Come on, Summer, don’t cry over them again.

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