Escaping The Billionaire's Deadly Surrogate Trap

avy suitcases down the grand staircase, her muscles aching with every step. She had just tapped the confirmat

ure the red marks from Kamryn and the bruise

ring a sharp silver-gray suit and bringing the morning chill with him. He had come specifically to deliver a final, brutal warning to Ew

hit the floor with a dull thud. She stare

upward. A look of dark amusement crossed his face. He walked straight

test, or if Danita had orchestrated this. Her survival i

ab the handle of her suitcase. The sheer physical dominan

another large, pale hand shot out from the side and

casual loungewear, but his eyes were like blocks of

Kamryn not to bother, stating that it was his respo

ssive undertone in Calhoun's voice that crossed the line of b

war. The air pressure dropped so fast it felt like a physical wei

body and the brother with a sick obsessio

the suitcase. He leaned in close to Blaire's ear a

awl. She jerked backward, strai

inst him. It was a clear display of ownership. The heat radiating from h

from the street outside, shatterin

w New York taxi was idling by the curb. The drive

violently shoved herself out of Calhoun's grip. She yelle

. She grabbed the smaller suitcase, abandoned the large

tion of a second. By the time they reached

ag onto the seat, and dove in after it. Sh

took one look at the two terrifying men standing on th

st the asphalt. The cab s

ooked through the rear window. Kamryn and Calhoun

pillar violently. Calhoun stood perfectly still, hi

clothes were soaked with cold sweat. She took dee

ded her a napkin and used his thick Brooklyn acc

stared out the window at the blurry city streets. She only had one suitcase, an