Bound By The Cruel Billionaire's Deal

one-way street in Lower Manhattan. The sidewalks were completely empty, th

Escalade, Alex pressed a finger to h

gines roaring over the sound of the rain. They shot

cutting directly in front of the Mayb

. He yanked the steering wheel hard to the ri

ccelerated and rammed its reinforced steel bump

the heavy Maybach spinning out of control. The tires screeched against the wet asp

down on the crushed hood. The Maybach's passenger-side w

The violent jolt threw Aida forward, and the side of her head

ion blurred into dark spots. She felt a warm, thick li

his head, and immediately started screaming a string of violent cu

dan didn't wait for the car to fully stop. He kicked

handle of the mangled rear door, planted his foot against the frame, and violently

ida's pale face. His pupils contracted to pinpricks. The breath comple

edges of the broken glass. He slid his arms under Aida's knees

r consciousness fading. Driven by pure survival instinct, her finge

t onto the street, his suit ruined, his face red with rage.

out to grab Aida's dangling arm

around her waist to secure her dead weight against him. Without missing a beat, he shifted his stance, raised his right

forced from his lungs. He flew backward, cr

om the rain. They grabbed Grayson by the arms, dragged him up, and slamme

suit jacket, the silk lining still warm from his body heat

kage, his long strides eating up

ckseat, then climbed in beside her. He careful

a white first-aid kit. He ripped open a sterile gauze pad, pressed it

r teeth as the pressure hit the wound. Her dark e

voice tight and low. "Get to the privat

g as the bodyguards shoved a struggling

inning on the wet pavement. Inside the cabin, the h

swimming, but she could see the sharp, tense line of Brendan's j

was barely a whisper. "Wher

er eyes rolled back, and she s