The Jilted Heiress And Her Billionaire Protector

ckles were white. She placed her other hand on the bras

sted th

faint, annoying sound of a reality TV show echoed from

n't want the wheels rolling on the hardwood. She

e center of th

itchen, holding a glass o

se in Kaia's hand. A nasty, triump

mocked, her voice dripping with fake

door. She didn't slow down. She walked

stepping directly in front of the heavy oak doors. She reached out,

to you!" An

e plastic handle, the massive fron

wind and rain whip

black suit. He held a massive black umbrella over his hea

eyes locked onto Ani

ack as if she had touched a hot sto

foyer. He gave a slight

voice wasn't loud, but it cut

mouth opened, but no sound came out. The jealousy

not in her chest instantly loosen

the suitcase from Kaia's hand. He didn't ask.

rectly over Kaia's head, shielding her completely. He escorted her do

g in the pouring rain. Et

slammed shut, instantly cutting off the howlin

e trunk. He climbed into the driv

a turned her head. She looked at the sprawling mansion

reached forward and adjusted the climate control. Warm air ble

hed into the center console and handed a bott

roat felt like sandpaper. She twist

id, his eyes back on the road. "He instructed m

together. The Haven Estate. It was the most exclu

he usually live

t is the new residence he prepared specifically for your ma

e anomaly. A man like Jaxson Wilson would control every variable, down to the very walls of the gilded cage he was putting her i

city. Kaia leaned back against the headrest. She closed her eyes. F

n a hidden, tree-lined avenue. Massiv

in front of a breathtaking modern mansion. It wa

ut and open

, Mrs. Wilso