Woke Up Married To The Ruthless Heir

quiet, middle-class Long Island neighbor

lawns. Her fingers gripped the leather armrest so tightly her kn

rest one by one, lacing his warm, large hand through hers. He

rumble as the car pulled int

pped out, his long legs hitting the pavement. He casually buttoned

to the car, and offe

tered a sickeningly sweet smile on her fa

the engine had al

Her eyes bugged out, scanning the million-dollar car an

they needed to take a walk. They speed-walked over,

ood gossips had formed a tight semi

er eyes glued to Arlington's chest

in half. She opened her mouth, her brain scrambling for

m around Caroline's waist, pul

rich, velvety baritone that made the o

ith's eyes narrowed with

nk of the car. He pulled out three exquisite, ribbon-tied boxes of imp

ach woman with a daz

ton said smoothly. "Caroline has told me h

faces flushed, showering Caroline with compliments about how lucky she was

lington's ribs. "Stop handing out b

d tightening on her waist as he

ressed the

ng open. Eleanor stood there, sti

handsome man standing next to her daughter. The di

reading glasses. When he saw Arlington, Arthur's spine s

ut, her throat tight. "This i

e entirely and presented Arthur with a bottle of vi

rare jazz pressing he had been hunt

n said smoothly, his eyes flashing with a calculated warmth as he handed it over. "She told me you'v

Arthur's eyes ins

ed by the way Arlington looked at Carol

" Eleanor ushered

s in the living room. The s

resting his elbows on his knees, and stared at Arlin

ern. "What exactly do you do for a living? A

finger, praying Arlington wouldn't mention anything that sounded like he owned