Flash Marriage To The Coldhearted Billionaire Uncle

a blur of rain-streaked win

loomed in the darkness, a massive structure of stone and glass that looked more like a fortres

, where dry clothes-a simple but incredibly soft cashmere sweater and trousers-

, she was led int

iew of the stormy ocean, while the other walls were lined floor-to-ceili

he rain. He had changed out of his suit into a dark

till didn't turn around. "You can tell me why Garrick's wife f

ut the facts clearly. She told him about her mother's failing heart, the exper

she hesitated. The shame was too heavy. "We had a disagreemen

ug, until he was standing right in front of her. He was too tall, too close. Th

dangerously soft. "Ariel, I don't like liar

. She realized then that this man couldn't be man

he said she was a hen that couldn't lay eggs. She told him about Lacey's pregnancy, th

ion burned in her throat, and tears threatened to spill,

ce remained a mask, but Ariel felt the tempe

ather chair. He steepled his fingers under his chin, his

hance. She straightened her sp

you have everything. You don't need anything. But I... I'm willing

ir. She was offering herself. Her b

s crossed Holden's eyes. It was the look

time, he didn't stop until he was towering ove

rced to meet his. His gaze was an invasive, clinical assessment, sweeping over her features as if cataloging every flaw,

l his cologne-sandalwood and smoke-and feel the heat radiating from his chest. She waited for a touch, a kiss, a claim, b

took a single, deliberate step back, re-estab

eyes, confused

back to its icy baseline, "holds v

s back, hotter and sharper than before. She was

to apologize, to be

o look at her, his gaze sharp and calculating. "Your identity