The Tycoon's Misunderstood Bride by Elizabeth Lennox Read Free Book Online Page B

find some other way to find my mother, I didn’t think reading this was necessary.”
     
    He rolled his eyes and shook his head.  “You can’t sign something without reading it, Emma.  Didn’t your father teach you anything?”
     
    She glanced down, ashamed that she’d been so distracted after his visit last night that she hadn’t even thought about this legal document.  “Perhaps you could explain what’s in it?”
     
    Jason ran a hand through his hair.  The agreement wasn’t bad, but he knew that she needed legal advice from an uninterested party.  He glanced at his watch, then pulled out his phone.  “Marshal, we’re going to be delayed.  Probably by a few hours.  I’ll call you when we’re on the way.”
     
    “Come along,” he snapped and headed out the door.  When he noticed she wasn’t following him, he looked back and glared at her. “What’s wrong?”
     
    Emma had had enough!  This man was rude and inconsiderate, ordering her all over the place and she was just sick of it.  “Perhaps if you explained where we are going, I might be more inclined to follow.  But please don’t interpret my inexperience with stupidity, Mr. Montenegro.  I refuse to….follow like a pathetic puppy.  If you would like my company on whatever excursion you have in mind, perhaps you could inform me of our destination.  I’ll then consider your suggestion and will decide if it suits my needs as well.”
     
    Jason’s mouth almost fell open at her little speech.  He could tell that she was terrified of him, her whole body shivering in fear and yet she still was standing up to him as if she were a school teacher speaking to a misbehaving student .  He was towering over her but he had to give her points, not only for co urage, but also for elegance and diction. 
     
    Okay, he acquiesced, s he was actually quite magnificent.  He didn’t know of a man or woman who had stood up to him quite so eloquently.  Hell, he couldn’t remember anyone standing up to him recently. 
     
    “Well put, Ms. Mason.”  He almost chuckled at her blazing eyes.  “I was going to take you to a lawyer’s office so you can review this document before signing it.  As a businessman, I cannot let you sign anything without having you review it and understand it.”
     
    She thought about that for a split second, then sighed, knowing that he was doing the right thing.  It would be so much easier for her if he would stick to a bad guy or a good guy.  She was just too confused by his changed and not sure what is triggering one way or the other. 
     
    “That’s very considerate of you, Mr. Montenegro,” she said, her tone barely above a whisper. 
     
    She wasn’t looking at his face or she would have seen the irritation crease his forehead.  “At the risk of sounding tyrannical again, I must insist that you call me Jason.  I find it too awkward to be heading towards our wedding ceremony when not on a first name basis.”
     
    She actually smiled at that, despite her queasy stomach.  “I suppose the person officiating at the ceremony might think it slightly odd, wouldn’t he?”
     
    Jason’s irritation increased as she looked up at him through lose ridiculously long eye lashes.  The knockout figure, the shy glances, the soft blushes…yes, he could see how this temptress could seduce a room full of people. 
     
    He moved closer.  “Emma, we need to get one thing straight,” he almost growled.  “There are actually two things.  First of all, I refuse to allow my wife’s name to be attached to any other man in any context that could be construed by the media as salacious.  Do you understand?”
     
    Emma bit her lower lip and blinked at his hard tone.  What had provoked this outburst?   She’d just been standing here agreeing with the man!  “I don’t feel that your comment is warranted, but yes, I agree that any kind of embarrassing rumors that include the opposite gender should be