The Billionaire's Secret Triplets: Mom's Revenge

den, back to the city where her life had been destroyed. But this time,

n this entire city to the ground if

trast to the icy dread that always accompanied t

s, shaking the very foundation of the hotel

ouldn't tell the

f the JFK Hilton submerged in a thick, suffocating black ink. She was feeling her way along the wall, her

he heavy thud of the d

the metallic tang of rain and something

he sound could leave her throat. The palm was calloused, scorch

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ulders blocking out the faint gray light from the window. He wasn't moving like a man in hi

inst his palm, but it came

exp

o the meat of his shoulder, scraping down, tearing s

gged sound against the shell of her ear.

tered into white ja

Her eyes flew open, but for a second, she was still in that ho

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ed, the cabin of the plane coming into focus. The hum of the engines replaced

as on a plane. It w

croak. Her throat felt li

th trembling hands, the cold condensation grounding her. She pressed the cup against her forehead, clo

r freezing her insides,

ccupied by the only good things th

lets wer

nsciousness, he looked like he was solving a complex equation. His small fingers were curled ti

mouth slightly open. He radiated energy even when he was recharging. There w

o a tight ball against the window, her nose buried

rk hair before she gently smoothed it back. Her chest ache

n, we are beginning our final descent into John F. Kennedy Interna

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r oversized tote bag and pulled out a thick manila envelope. The edges were wor

al document that w

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the opposing party line

, dismissing her before she could say a single word. Their marriage had been a contract, a business arrangement between her desperate father and the Sanders est

estate, enduring the occasional tense dinner where he treated her like an in

me the

e of pain and recovery-she had received a letter from the family lawyers. She was being strippe

ght she h

d. She had been attacked, violated by a stranger in a blac

d gained t

school without looking over her shoulder. She needed to legally s

of the window, watching the gray skyline of New York rise up

he tarmac, the sudden deceleration pu

abin noise. He rubbed his eyes and sat up, immediately al

kling her belt. "Let's get t

tablet cover shut, and scanned the cabin. His gaze lingered on the flight attendant, then the

kay, baby? Anne

air pressure change was i

d tiredly. "Ok

aking her shoulder. "Clemie, ho

ook a deep breath, her small nose twitching. Th

asked, brushing hair ou

me, Clemie mumble

the city

fearful as she looked toward the front o

ncanny, bordering on supernatural. If she said

wn heart skipped a beat. She gathered their bags, slinging the h

aisle, joining the sl

mid New York air hitting her face. It felt h