Nowhere To Run From The Cold-Hearted CEO's Obsession

son, a subtle tic betray

thin scratch marring his tailored suit before she spoke in a polite, measured tone. "Mr. Rockefeller, I apologize for

carried a chill that drew a l

Looking down at the damaged fabric, he answered evenly, "It's a custom

g stitched with gold thread?" Chloe snapp

out her phone. Her fingers moved without hesitation

, her voice rising. "Aurora, have you lost your mind? He tos

she addressed him, "Mr. Rockefelle

second, emotion stirred behind his calm exterior before he masked it completely. His gaze lifted to

her voice polite yet distan

a ride," he o

ignated driver." Aurora refused de

illed the bar, each note traili

by the hum of conversation and the chill

.

pt across the curb as c

mbs-up for finally pushing back at Grayson. "Did you see G

o hard that she nearly lost her balance. "But seriously, why

o owe him anything,"

said firmly. "It's a suit jacket, not a crown je

f deciphering Grayson's motives of appearing in her life repeatedl

urb, a sleek black Maybach

ity vanished the instant she saw the familiar face inside. Her tone s

o Aurora. She turned her face deliberately toward t

em. Then, Grayson's low voice cut through the ev

ther-your car's too precious. If it gets a scratch, Aurora might end up broken."

rror, where a pink car rolled up, its driv

rough Aurora's and tugg

bottleneck-Grayson's Maybach idled in the midd

of the drivers dared to confront the imposing

of the pink car and sliding into the Maybach, she angled herself toward the window, leaving

a quiet barricade. A dull ache pinched at his chest, his gaze flickering with something

f you made me get into this car just to revisit what happened five years ag

in a low murmur, softer than the hu

saw the caller ID: Fianc

ay home?" The warm voice

" Aurora

he asked, voice

hone as she cast a glance at Grayson. "Wit

frost. Her expression softened with a smile as she spoke on the phone with her fiancé, her voice laced with warmth. Wh

and my parents want us all to have dinner toget

tation after work," Aurora

ou just need to look beautiful, and

h escaped Au

le contrasted sharply with the frosty indi

lush of anger crept across his handsome face as his long fingers closed around her wrist, pulling he

ose-and shoved at his chest. "Grayson, let go

ance and chill. Something in him hardened. His jaw tightened as he

le straining as she pushed back with