Pregnant With The Ruthless CEO's Heir

e brakes, the massive grille of the car stopping mere inches from Cora's k

aking so violently she could barely

r window slid dow

e backseat. His eyes were lethal. He didn't look

ed. His voice was quiet, cutting t

grabbed the edge of the open window, her k

," she said. Her voice was hoars

at her. He looked at the back of his driver's head.

raction of a second, his han

heavy door handle. The driver had forgotten to lock the

nted interior of the car. She looked Jace dead in t

n the car

red arrogance on Jace's face evaporated. P

pinning her back against the door frame. The impact knocked the win

. She didn't struggle. She stared back at him, her eyes wide and defiant,

three agonizing seconds, watching the life drain from her face. Then,

g loudly for air, rub

r in the armrest and meticulously wiped his h

d walked toward the unmarked steel door of the club. He

e scrambled after him, slipping throug

te, soundproofed cigar room. The room was empty, smelling of rich

ers of neat whiskey into a crystal glass. He leaned against

h on his wrist. "Your five minutes

as it. That was why he had ignored her at t

him think she was a mercen

ping in the center of the Persia

me," Cora said. Her

was absolute. It felt he

long moment. Then, he threw his head back and laughed. I

nd slammed the heavy crystal glass dow

strides. His height and sheer physical presence

e dropping to a lethal whisper. "And I certain

felt the blood drain from her face. H

er eyes with pure revulsion. "Axel sends you to spread your legs, get some blackmail mat

ands. The physical pain kept her grounded. She f

ersona he had created for her. "He offered me an apartment. I want

oathing. He pointed a long finger to

ched into her cheap clutch purse

kick out the mother of your heir," she sai

ated. His hand dr

of Mount Sinai Hospital. She stepped forward and slapped the paper