ONE NIGHT WITH A BILLIONAIRE

. His gravelly, deep voice reverberated in m

y arms and tightened her grasp around my neck. Her voice

you think you are? What is it that you desire? With a trembling v

ure, he was tall and wide, and my instincts warned me of impending danger. Trying to

e as his eyes jumped to Naomi. He was not a

g voice, he continued, "I'm here to help

my way into the kitchen, where I knew there was a back door. Ma

I'm not here to hurt you." But his eyes remained calculating and pierci

d. Now, with her whole body shivering against me, Naomi's little

believe me if I told you." However, Bryant is not who you believe

felt like a crazy idea. and yet, I was unable to completely reject it for some reason. I had seen hints

nd keeping Naomi close behind me, I asked. "I

d by a cold, soulless gaze. She would a

't lying; he easily could have defeated me. It wasn't abductio

just a whisper, I asked. Wh

uld respond. My tummy fell. This was not the only person here.

ting a more protective and cautious

y behind me muttered a curse under his breath, and then I heard footsteps coming too quickly to b

ar

t wasn't a stranger. **Bryant** was the person. He looked at me with sharp b

an unsettlingly serene voice

ntent, he advanced towards Bryant, and before I could comprehend

me out of instinct to protect her from whatever

lieve you can threaten me with a weapon inside my home?" His composed manner b

e not the focus of this, Brya

clenching and his knuckles becoming white. "Take

I tried to make sense of the craziness that was happening in front of m

't understand it, are you?" Despite being low, his voice had a hint of sympathy. "T

ared. This was someone far darker than the cool, collected millionaire I had me

." Even though he was speaking softer, I wasn't

the guy who had told me to flee a quick look. His look told me everything I ne

I replied, "I'm not leaving." "Not u

ne terror behind Bryant's steely eyes

to me, Z

ave been deceiving me ever since we firs

ng the cloak moved closer to Bryant. "Are

e ground as the guy sprang forward and grabbed Bryant's wrist, twisting it. Bryant let out a pier

ice that cut through th

he crisp nighttime air stinging at my skin as we ran across the yard, my heart hammering i

ide gate and I struggled with the lock. The house loomed behind us like a black

was at that moment that I tightly hugged Naomi and attem

ering, Naomi put her litt

I don't know." We will, never

g to see the odd guy from before, perhaps Bryant, but to my surprise, there was another stranger, a

indi

could respond, and a know

right