they were too dark to read. "It seems someone is trying to kill you." As Aiden's words

arely controlling my voice. Aiden focused his full concentration on me. Mis

All of this was fabrication. A convenience marriage with a billionaire was insane enough, but now someone wants

me?" I managed to ask, my voice trem

lways had, as if he was assessing the damage and decided

intend to find out?" This is not a

ever. "I am aware of that, Miss Carter. But yo

nto my voice. "How am I supposed to be calm wh

an octave, with a terrifying power that startled and somehow

made promises lightly. He wasn't for sentimentality or elaborate moves. If he said he'd protect

stabilise myself. "Why would so

if he hated the ambiguity of the situation as much as I did

d. "Imme

d already finished. "This is the best place for you right now. We'l

h is that I couldn't. I'd been trying to live before this, and now that someone was targeting me, I didn't kn

my chest. He looked at me, his grey eyes cold and piercing. "You

rible sense. Aiden Calloway was so strong that if he wanted me gone,

e house in shadow. His house was precisely what I expected: abs

that made me nervous. It was the

upstairs to my new room. The room was bigger than my entire apartment, with cream-coloured wal

, I was wondering whether or not to enter a bogus marriage for money. Now I was being p

on the door

deciding on me. "I have put guards outside

ld come after me here?" I enquir

ed myself, feeling the frost of his words. "What are we supposed t

king into this as we speak. In the meantime,

ill do not understand.

away, his gaze deepening.

kly dismissed it. This was not real. None of this was real. It was all par

sked, my voice full of accusation. "Who doesn't

rous, but no one in it would dare come af

quiet in the room. I was unsure whether that

," he added, his tone softer but no less deter

fect of his words. What

e slurred slightly and slid his hand down to my leg, pulling it so that I was

workplace blouse. When Aiden slid my hand inside my pants to touch me, he was surprised by how wet I was already. I was so turned on that I di

me onto the bed before standing over,

nable to stop himself, he grabbed my mouth with his and slipped into mine, swallowing me with a deep, nice moan. We made out that night, and Aiden finally departed after being satiated, leaving me alone in th

orld. Someone wanted him to stay single. Someone viewed me as a threat. But that made no sense either. Our marriage

red the room. It was not Aiden. This person was smalle

a palm clamped over it before I could say anything. The per

It was a woman's voice-cold and frightening