The Billionaire Heir's Secret Disguised Queen

uliette's neck, making the collar

on form in her sweaty hand. She shoved her way

ung into her face. She swatted i

she sa

stretched tight across his broad shoulders. He was staring down at a neon-

counter. She slammed the authoriza

ded, out of breath.

. He let out a heavy sigh and pointed to the

assive, bli

eard, snorted loudly. "Worst aim I've ev

ked at Adrian, the physics prodigy who supposed

he counter. He rubbed the back of hi

oice flat. "I don't think I can accurately r

dropped. The data

ounter, leaning in. "What do yo

ith me to the indoor range off-campus. Let me get my pri

hit Juliette like

ed by the phantom echo of a starting buzzer and the b

wed slightly as he

ne, feigning indifference. "Neve

ed to w

ed Juliette out of her panic. She re

t, her voice louder th

way. Instead, he twisted his wrist, his

hed the corner of his lips be

rking lot. She climbed into the

expensive leather. The scent grounded her s

led into a high-end shooting c

f walls of the building. Her fingernai

s. The lobby was quiet, the gunfir

ear, were waiting for their reserved lane on a leath

Juliette, Gregory choked, spraying

led Adrian and Juliette, his eyes wide. "Cas

a cold, warning glar

he front desk to r

arms, feeling the chill of the air conditioning. "I'm

o her. "Good luck. His motor skills

airs of safety glasses and earmu

against her temple. He gently tucked

burned where he touched her. She quickly shoved

bay. The smell of gunpowder hit Julie

ard .22 caliber pistol.

iff. His grip on the

Every instinct in her body screamed to step forward and fix his

ep breath. He pu

paper target's empty border, scoring a definiti

partition, howling with laughter. "

the gun. He turned aro

of frustration and vulnerability. He looked lik

less face. The last bit of

really was just a helpless