didn't sleep

in his penthouse. Vanessa Cole had smiled, laughed, and walked away, leaving him with a burning ce

hought back to the café. To Zara. To the girl who had argued with him ov

ina

right now, Vanessa was the prob

nt, his father's former head of security, a man whose calm presence co

sa Cole. Everything. Where she goes, who she talks to, every doctor,

ects we're investigating, she could destroy your image. And the

p me into marriage with a lie. I want proof before I

lling out his secure tab

ew York City. Sweat dripped from her forehead, mixing with the early spring breeze. Her thoughts we

nd to grab coffee, barely glan

it was

ONAIRE HEIR, PREGNA

fr

know how it had happened. She had no idea Vanessa was orchestra

café. Adrian's laughter.

'd been avoiding: she

breath

ot the city or the empire. She wa

r stomach instinctive

ermination shifted. She wou

d wait. She

didn't know the

en he

ng would

Adrian leaned over the

heduled at a clinic downtown-exactly as the paparazzi had captured. But someth

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nning. One wrong move, and the board, the p

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