Taken By The Tycoon

t the city lights below. Her fingers tightened around the champagne flute in her hand, but her gaze stayed riveted on

his

ce, and now she was ready to do something that would truly change everything. No more

errupted her thought

his eyes studying her with an unreadable expression. He was tall, sharply dr

d him well enough to notice the little trembling in his tone. He was not asking

ced mask slipping back into plac

ing. "You're sure? Lucas will be... unpr

nterrupted him, a little harsher th

flicker of something dark in his eyes, but Grace didn't dwell on it.

"But remember, Grace, we do this to

, his tall frame casting a shadow at the far end of the room. His eyes met hers from across the room, and for a moment,

er about him. Th

e said coolly, before turning back

tage, she stepped into the crowd, weaving through guests. Suddenly, a hand c

her slightly to the side. His stormy gray-blue eyes se

ne harsher than she wanted, b

st. "Five years, Grace. You've avoided me for five y

posure slipping. "Let go of m

quiet storm. "You're standing here, about to ann

as Lucas leaned in slightly, his scen

" she managed, though h

d of hair from her face. The touch was delicate, painfully familia

do this," she replie

spered, his face close to hers

Grace. Tell me you

owd, even Henry-it all disappeared. Her breath hitched as Lucas

n he ki

longing, and heartbreak. Grace froze, her hands coming up to push him awa

et herself respond, her body betrayi

ck, and she shoved him

ing," she hissed,

ucas said, his voice ragge

ped back, shaking her head. "

e turned and walked to the stag

, the lights darkening and everyone's focus moving to them. Gra

echoing across the hall. "Tonight, we have very special announ

e seriousness in his speech, the way his jaw clinched as if he w

ours," the host contin

ost. "Thank you." Her voice was steady, clear. "I'd lik

hes of confusion. But she didn't falter. She held the microphone firm, urging hers

there was something else behind it-something deepe

. This is your moment, G

ng married to Henry, the man who stuck with me when nobody else would." She

ck to Lucas. He was no longer standing still. He w

her gaze. "Grace, you are making a mistake," he responded, his

matic incident unfold in front of them. Grace could feel

d. You humiliated me, Lucas. You left me at the altar. You never listened. A

ce, but it faded as quickly as it appeared. His

?" he asked, his tone extremely low. "You think

till blaming me for something I didn't do. You never bothered to hear my

s, fists grasped so tight that

ing off the microphone. "It's over, L

aiting for her with his hand out. She embraced it, b

h whispers. As Henry accompanied her away, Grace c

ringing. She pulled it from her purse, barely g

d to ta

ho it was. He hadn't left. He was

hattered her thoughts, b

r phone back in her bag. "

lack limo awaited them. The cool breeze struck Grace like a slap, but she didn't sens

, she was not

slid into the limousine. A new me

it. She had no clue what Lucas's next move

out to change ever