The Ruthless Billionaire's Perfect Human Cure

d waitress, paid the bill, and left a

azed Kaleigh out of the diner, stepping over the broken

were in the car. "Shouldn't we c

'll get a more memorable lesson this way.

perated was so far outside her re

rtment. Instead, the Challenger ate up the miles, headi

leek, modern skyscraper. The garage was filled with

rectly to the top floor. When t

taking panorama of the city lights. The space was minimalist and masculine, decorated in shad

home of a 'regula

ssed his keys onto a marble countertop. "

g her to a stool at the enormous kitchen island. The brief contact sent a sudden jolt

acticed efficiency, pulling ingredients from a stainless-stee

e way his muscular forearms flexed with every precise movement was mesmerizing. The contrast

nt tomato basil pasta w

in her stomach began to loosen. She ate in silence while Cade sat opposite her, watching her with a quiet intensity th

partment. "Two bedrooms. The master

er wall of windows and an empty, walk-i

r tomorrow," he said. "And we ca

accidentally brushed against his rough knuckles. They both froze for a fraction of a second, the air suddenly thick with

swered questions about who he really was, abou

she emerged in the soft pa

red on her for a moment, taking in her damp hair and the way the silk draped over her curves. It

cle ticking in his cheek as he forced

ool, high-thread-count sheets. The bed was enormous,

instead, a strange sense of peace settled over her. The threats of Julian and

f Cade turning a page in the ot

ears, Kaleigh fell asle

er bedroom door and pushed it open a crack. He saw the stead

eased. The dull headache from his own chronic