The Billionaire's Secret Spouse

but Mia Carter's focus wasn't on the g

room, her instincts prickling with the

ertain of that,but someone here had

r champagne glass as she turned slightly, her

te as a blade. Dark hair swept back from a face carved with precision, b

tudying her, dissecting her with a calm i

o remain still, to keep her expression neutr

stranger? Or som

nded in her chest like a war drum. She could feel his gaze following her, bur

passing waiter's tray and began weaving through the crowd, c

cover if she needed it, but every step fe

her arm, fingers brushing against the cold steel

behind her, smooth and deep

No one here should know

roat. It was him,the man with the piercing blue eyes,standin

tilting her head as if he were jus

didn't reach his eyes. "Not yet," he said

she kept her expression smooth, her lip

one else," she said lightly, though her voic

o." He took a step closer, his presence radiating confidence and some

hair, even your story... but your

s this man? How did he know about her pa

ess, every detail crafted to perfection. There

ey were look

e?" she asked quietly, cut

now that they were alone on the balcony o

ke,the silence stretching taut betw

he said finally, his voice s

the unease that coiled tighter with every wor

never leaving hers. "But people like

s,at what they implied about him and w

lightly but edged with steel. "Do you always a

't really a stranger." His gaze flicked over her face again, sharp and asse

y are you here for

ed with an undercurrent of something she couldn't q

before glancing around the room behind th

ous to this quiet battle of wills taking

ally, keeping her tone

her answer but didn't move closer this time,a c

fter a long pause, his voice low enough that only

er you're running from? I

as his words settled over her like

r word and disappeared back into the crowd

ft, staring out at Manhattan's glittering skyline without really seein

id he know? And most importantly..

one thing became painfully clear: whatever game Leo had