"I honestly don't care if I get your money or not at this point," he continued. "There may be more people coming out of the woodwork thinking this is blackmail-worthy. I'm making sure it isn't — by showing this to you first. Whatever you decide, I accept. You can walk out that door right now, and I will not hold it against you."
He placed both hands on the table, leaning forward slightly, dominance radiating from him in waves. His heartbeat thundered in his ears from the fierce protectiveness burning through him.
The men exchanged looks again. "Does she still dance?"
"Of course not," Winn said firmly.
"So," one of the men said, "you are willing to throw away billions of dollars for this… woman?"
Winn lifted his head and smiled. "Yes," he said simply. "Yes, I will." He straightened, his hands sliding into his pockets. "She is worth more to me than all the money in this world. Hell, I'd give up House of Kane for her."
