Chapter 12 1/1 Donovan's blood boiled at the sight of Giselle's smag expression . He moved closer . ' s always about the money with you , isn't it ? Whatever you're trying to bleed him for - name your price . I'll pay it right now . " As be pulled out his phone to make the transter , Giselle let out a derisive laugh . " Donovan , you don't seriously believe every man I'm with is just for money , do your ? You couldn't be more wrong " She stood up , closing the distance between them , her eyes locked on his . " Let me spell it out for you . Zachary is the ' younger guy ' who took me out for late - night way last time . We ve known each other for six months now . " Unlike a stale 22 - year - old like you , he's young , energetic , sweet , romantic , and actually meets my emotional needs . So yeah , I've decided to date this perfect , adorable younger guy . Why rain things by bringing money into it ? " Donovan bought to keep his anger in check , his voice rough as he demanded , " You slept with him ? " Giselle smirked . " Yeah . He's just as good as you and way more in sync with me . In just six months , we've done it more times than you and I did in an entire year- Before she could finish speaking , he struck her hard across the face . For a split second , Giselle froze , her mind going completely blank from the shock . But just as fast , she snapped out of it and slapped him across the cheek with twice the force . Betore Donovan could react , she landed another furious kick on him . She'd aimed away from his vulnerable spot and hit only his thigh , but the blow was still sharp enough to burt . She caught the flash of suppressed rage in his eyes . Just then , Arne walked in at the perfect moment and caught the scene unfolding . " Don " She rushed over and began frantically checking him for injuries . " Are you okay ? " When Anne noticed the trickle of blood at Donovan's lip from the slap , she immediately grabbed a tissue and dabbed it away . Once she'd cleaned him up , she spun toward Giselle and snapped , " What the hell is wrong with you ? Was there any need to come here and lose it like that ? Are you insane ? Why did you hit him that hard ? " Giselle tossed out an excuse . " Your fiancé just tried to rape me . I was defending myself . " Anne's face froze , then she fired back , furious , " Watch your damn mouth , Giselle ! You've already got a bad reputation . Don't you dare drag him into your filth ! " Giselle couldn't be bothered to engage with her . Even a single word felt like too much effort . But Anne stepped closer , her voice sharp with accusation . " How the hell did you get in here ? What are you even doing here ? " After all , this was Donovan's most private residence . Aside from the Kanes and Anne - his fiancée - no outsiders would have been allowed in so easily . " Ask your man yourself . Why the fuck should I explain anything to you ? " Giselle shot back . All she wanted was to get the hell out of there . She turned to grab her bag from the couch . " Explain yourself ! " Anne stepped in her way , her eyes blazing with fury . " Giselle , I don't give a damn how trashy you are with other guys , but if you dare to try anything with my fiancé , you'll regret it . " " Oh , really ? " Giselle's gaze was cold with contempt . " What happened to the sweet, gracious heiress ? Run out of patience already ? I thought you were all about playing the saint . What's with the sudden temper ? Be careful . Your perfect image might just slip . " Anne's rage hit pause right on her face . Giselle ignored her , grabbed her things , and headed for the door . She deliberately brushed against Donovan's arm as she walked past . It was her own quiet form of payback His breath hitched . He gave her a look of pure disgust , but she was already striding off with a sly smile . Act Fast : Free Bonus Time is Running Out !