open, her arms loaded with two heavy p

nees. As the door swung open, his fingers flew across the keyboard, instantly minimizin

n counter. She glanced at the black sc

s to hire a guy who can't even reach the top shelf of the s

npacking. She shoved cartons of high-calcium milk, fresh spi

and pulled out a plastic-wrapped package. Sh

a set of men's pajamas. Cott

This woman had just pawned her jewelry,

r tone strictly business. "I don't need my contract husban

is chest. He was the absolute ruler of the Rothschild empire. People gave him priceless artifacts, is

her hair into a messy bun. She grab

rich, simmering borscht and garlic

ed on white truffles flown in fr

p on the wobbly dining table. She sat down and began to eat

ectly balanced, and deeply comforting. He stared at the woman across from him, trying to reconcile

, washing the dishes. The running wate

e living room. She pointed to the two

Acacia stated, her voice lea

n his wheelchair. "We

he lied smoothly, though her knuckles were w

ed this was her playing hard to g

ing his arms over his che

She grabbed her duffel bag, walked into the smaller bed

ightened. He, Donovan Rothschild, had just b

he apartment w

ly to Acacia's door. He pulled a small, titanium lock pick from his pocket. It would take

the pick int

zing sound came from the o

van

cia's voice was a chok

heets. The nightmare had dragged her back to Suite 880. The heavy scent of ince

oured down her face. She pulled her knees to her chest, her finge

Donovan slowly wit

hing. It wasn't an act. The sheer t

ter bedroom and lay down on the lumpy mattress. He

radiction. A ruthless knife-fighter, a perfec

hought, his eyes narrowing in th