His Unwanted Wife, The Billionaire's Obsession

passenger side and opened

suspicion. She had no idea what he planne

to you," he said, his expression flat. "You need

red to h

ruises, the skin still tender a

ieved her suitcase and the teddy bear from t

the apartment. The knowledge that there was no hal

cold, all steel, glass, and shades of gray. Massive windows showcased the glitte

the door. "Sit," he commanded

e side and pull

the sofa, clutching Lily's bear,

on the phone. "Ian, get over

, a cornered animal on

ss of water, which he placed on the coffee table in fro

emories of Jace-of his feigned kindness, the gentl

ile and unpredictable than Jace ever w

went to the trouble of bringing h

ar twisted together, leading her t

tter to just ge

im, she began to unbutton her c

mething, froze. His brow furrowed in

he floor, revealing the thin shirt underneath

resignation. "Isn't this what you want? Just like last night.

ignited in his chest-not at her, but at himself

ing hands, stopping her. His voice was a low, strangled sound,

e private elevator chime

r. He stabbed a button on

than a doctor, walked in and stopped short, taking i

d tears welling in her eyes, at the utter brokenness in her expression. The rage i

s rough but unmistakably protective. He pulled his own jacket fro

race. The heat of his body, the scent of his skin, it wa

d at the man by the door. "Ian!

. His expression turned serious. He dropp

n Blaise's arms, her

he so angry at her for giving