Pregnant By The Alpha Billionaire

high heel under table twelve, the ice swan long since surrendered into a shallow silver lake. Elena stood in the middle of it w

ual tears during the closing remarks, and Elena's team had executed the whole thing without a single guest ever knowing about the truck driver who quit

derstand why she

t now, sleeves rolled to his forearms, tie long gone. He looked less like the man who owned the building and mor

toward a stray cluster of chairs one of the newer h

where. That's not the same as it b

to fix that

flicker across his face - not offense, more like recognition, like s

"I learned that

d y

I'm told I'm a slow learner

adrenaline, tired enough that her guard had thinned to something she could feel happening and couldn't quite stop. She sat down at the nearest table - not one of he

mething. Then he pulled out the chair beside her, turned it ar

to tell me to go

d it

N

no point wasti

ally arriving somewhere far off, low thunder rolling in through the tall windows. Elena found she didn't mind the quiet. Most men she'd met filled silence like it

you actually answer it instead of doing th

't do

it twice

almost sm

don't need the money. You've had the money since before I could legally drink. So what's the actual reason a man stays up till one in t

eflect again. Instead he looked out at the dark windows, at his o

n stacks of drop cloths in a building that didn't have working electricity yet." He turned the stem of his empty wine glass between two fingers, not drinking, just turning it. "He ran it into the ground eventually

you enjoy it. That's an ans

caught the difference. "No," he admitted. "I don't know if I enj

thing to build

lier in the evening when he'd handed her that wine glass like it was a peace offering he already knew would work. "Your turn. Wh

ual answer locked somewhere he'd never get near. She almost did it. Instead, something about the hour, the

dit in her name. Debt she didn't know about until collectors started calling." She wrapped both hands around her wine glass, not drinking, just holding it like it was something to do with her hands. "I watched her come home too tired to tak

nts isn't ju

aid, "that I don't ne

hem without the flinch she half expected - no pity in his face, which she would have hated, no discomfort either. Just a ki

d you," he said. "Not because I

es

sor

not, a

n the honesty of it. "I'm not sorry I fixed it. I'm sorr

han most apologies bothered to be, and something in Elena's chest loosened slightl

inally broke loose outside in a hard silver sheet that turned the city beyond

hat would probably horrify

ur

n it for effect, which somehow made it land harder than if he'd tried to make it sound sign

happ