Chapter 82

Even if Sebastian was usually cold and distant toward Hannah, if the two of them ended up in the same bed, even if nothing actually happened, the Grant family would have to make him marry her. That was just how things worked. She'd heard he was recently being set up with the Lawson family's heiress. The two families were considering marriage. So, why couldn't she be the one? Sebastian was drunk tonight. His mind was hazy, his body sluggish. And the last few days in Amstead hadn't helped. He always had a hard time getting used to new places. Every time he left Slate City, his body needed time to catch up. His head already felt swollen and foggy from the alcohol. Then Hannah suddenly leaned in close, her face just inches away. The strong scent of her perfume hit him—a rich, heady rose that seemed to ignite the air around them. That wasn't Valeria's scent. Hers was clean, light, and understated. Sebastian suddenly snapped a bit more awake. He raised his hand and gently covered Hannah