te steps. She tried to push herself up. The torn skin on

es of her proposal. The sharp edge of a paper sliced across

y inside her bag. The ringt

d it. Chloe's voice came through the speaker, thick wit

high-definition video o

eeply sad. He told the reporters that Harper's ag

her eyes was blinding. The Young family was using h

f her. The side door slid open with a loud crash.

like machine-gun fire. The reporters shov

l to kill your husband's b

forward. Her back slammed hard against the bri

sky opened up. Freezing, heavy rain p

ed directly into the bruise on Harper's forehead. The skin split o

push through the wall of bodies. A large hand grabbed

She lost her balance and fell toward the dir

and, wrapped in expensive leather, cla

A massive black umbrella bloc

shoved the paparazzi backward, physic

ly at the curb. The rear door was w

eak. He pulled her forward and shoved h

e of the rain, the screaming reporter

at. The air inside the car smelled fain

head. Antoni Donovan sat next to her. His legs were cr

. He lifted his chin and s

absolute silence and safety of the car caused the ti

he high fever from the freezing rain hit her a

was so swollen only a broken rasp came out. Her

hed out with both arms and caught her

t a cool, dry hand press gently against her ble

r bleeding forehead with a shockingly gentle touch. For a moment, the icy control in hi