Sarah's POV
I stared at Alexander in disbelief. An IOU? Was he seriously asking me for an IOU?
"Or would you prefer I send you back to be sold again?" Alexander asked, his voice completely void of emotion.
"I..." The words caught in my throat.
"Miss Winters, one hundred million dollars seems a fair price for your life and freedom," he continued, his voice businesslike.
"Unless, of course, you'd prefer permanent captivity as someone's plaything?"
Typical businessman—this cold, calculating wolf. My composure finally cracked.
"Fine," I snapped, "if all you want is an IOU, I'll write it right now!"
I bit off the pen cap and scribbled the note furiously, then tossed it at Alexander. "There. Check it yourself. I've included the repayment date and all my identification i
