The Billionaire's Blood Proxy

ke a pool of dark wine. It fit her curves perfectly. It was terrifying to realiz

asting long, dancing shadows against the mirrored walls. At the end of a long obsidian table sat Alexander. He had di

pulled out the heavy ve

, his voice echoing

lazed in honey, artisanal bread, and a decanter of deep red liquid. It was a jarring contrast t

ifting his gaze. His silver-gray eyes locked

nd I don't care about your rules. You said you burned my business to 'libe

u think you were free out there? Working eighteen hours a day to pay off debts for a supply chain that was rigged against you from th

glass and blood,"

edly, a dark smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "You have a spine, Elena. Most pe

He pushed one toward her. "Drink. It is an iron-for

it. "Tell me about Malta. You said you were paying a debt. If you wanted to help

ould have used it to expand your hub. You would have stayed in that city. Y

at are you talking about?

investors' the men who lent you the capital to start JustDirect were using your trucks to move illicit cargo. When you started auditing th

logs. She remembered the way her foreman had looked at her when she asked about

saved me?" s

nder corrected coldly.

turning white. She could feel the heat radiating from his body. When he leaned down, his chest brushed against her b

ne side, exposing the pale skin of her neck. He traced

om the cartel, from the world

as her captor, a ruthless billionaire who had destroyed her life, yet his tou

my safety?" she whispered, br

arlobe. "Because you are the only good thing I have

ing her as quickly as it had come. He walked

shoulder. "Silas will escort you to you

he looked down at her glass of red tonic. She picked it up and drank

e pushed her chair back, her eye

, he wasn't alone. Walking beside him was the violet-eyed woman from the mirror. She

dge of the table to