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