Taken By The Tycoon

dimmed and familiar landmarks became cloudy in her surroundings. She couldn't shake the sense that she w

a thousand miles away-on one person, and only one: Lucas. His words rang in her

nstinctive pull of panic. But it wasn't dread of him anymore. It was the fear of what he mig

ough her thoughts, low and coa

e...

yes. "It's nothing," she said, trying to keep her voice steady, but

we could just leave everything behind, Grace. We could go anyw

A life with Henry had never been her dream. Sure, he was ch

r game. But she had to admit, there was s

e knew

r head. "We're doing this, Henry.

way through the downtown streets. Their tension was apparent, but Grace couldn't focus on it right now. The tex

ty. Henry moved in to give Grace a short peck on the cheek, his grin lovely

xamined the silent neighborhood, with her instincts super active. She had nearly convinc

re she could respond, muscular hands seized h

gainst the hold, but it was ineffecti

d into her ear, sending

ed in her throa

Her gaze met his, and for a brief time, she saw something in them-a combina

old hard and unwavering. She strained, kicking her heels off as her pu

managed to shout, though her

or and into a black SUV parked by the curb. When the doo

forced herself to meet his look. "What do yo

his voice low and lethal. "You don't get

roat stiffened. "What is this

you need

her with the same concentration, as if he was measuring her e

rything I've established, and I'll simply allow it happen?" He drew closer, his face just

he would be angry, but this? This was different. His stare

Lucas," she replied, her voice

u've spent all this t

it," he growled, his jaw clenched. "You

ecollecting him of all he had her through, how he had dismissed her withou

ad, her voice cold and stee

, his breath hot against her skin. "You're not g

fe. The sound of tires screeching across the pavement filled her ears as t

hed past as the SUV sped

e vehicle closing in on her. Where

again, his focus ahead,

skipped a beat. She noticed a familiar face in the r

as H

as follo