The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 28

Ronan found Cordelia in the study on the second floor. She was engrossed in an original German novel.

"I need to talk to you about something." Ronan tapped on the study door.

Cordelia jumped, thinking Ronan was going to bring up the events of this morning. Ronan walked towards his bedroom, with Cordelia nervously trailing behind.

When they entered the room and shut the door, Cordelia looked around at the size and grandeur of the room. It was so extravagant that it wasn't an exaggeration to say it was like a separate luxury villa.

As Ronan casually changed clothes, his six-pack abs were on full display, which made Cordelia feel a chill down her spine. She quickly looked away.

Ronan smirked mischievously, "What's wrong? Can't bear to look? Or are you just playing hard to get? We've had sex before. You've touched every part of me. Are you pretending to be shy now? Was it all an act of pretending to fancy me?"

"I didn't pretend to like you." Cordelia responded. Ronan's words made her blush, how could she not?

"So, it was all in my head then?" Ronan retorted sarcastically. He had put on a grey shirt and was buttoning it up, "From now on, you're moving in with me."

"What?" Cordelia was surprised. Even though she had anticipated moving in, the news still took her by surprise when it came from Ronan.

"What? In Barney’s eyes, you and I are a couple. It's inappropriate for you to be living elsewhere. You make me feel like I've been cheated on. I wouldn't want Barney to worry that we are separating." Ronan said.

Cordelia understood his point. After all, the price tag of five million wasn't small. But she thought of Logan's wish, and the five million wasn't out of her reach now.

However, she wasn't even sure if she could come up with the money.

Determined, Cordelia licked her lips, "I want more money."

Ronan paused while buttoning up his shirt, "How much are you asking for? Ten thousand a night?"

Cordelia did the math. If a regular computer cost four thousand, she would need eighty thousand for 200.

So, Cordelia gathered her courage, "Ten thousand a night is too little. Pay me one million upfront. If you do that, I'll move in tonight."

Ronan's shirt still had the top two buttons undone. He didn't bother fixing them, leaving his chest partly exposed. He walked over to Cordelia, sizing her up. This intern was proving to be more difficult to handle than he'd anticipated.