Stormy Rapture

"I want to make it perfectly clear," Simon said with a grim smile, "that I am not running a charity. I expect full compensation for what I do, and don't you forget it, my dear Liza."
His words echoed in Liza's mind. This man was deceitful. Her eyes glistened with angry resentment, but she couldn't afford to indulge in wounded pride. For now, Simon had to be allowed to think as he wished.