Battling the Billionaire Demon

um of the engine and the occasional swish of the tires against the asphalt. Aiden gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles w

ledge aloud. She wasn't used to this; feeling small, unsure. She prided herself on being able to navigate conversations with ease, to read people and guide them through the ma

y. Their voices overlapped awkwardly,

, just a quick turn of his head back to the road. Her smile faltered, and a faint sting of disappointment crept

both asked again, the unintentional sy

car. It felt good to laugh, to break the tension, even if just for a moment. But when she glanced at Aiden, his expression hadn't

k in. Aiden's lack of reaction gnawed at her, making her question her instinct

ring at him. The world outside passed by in a blur of muted

uage screamed restraint, rigid shoulders, tightened grip, shallow breathing. He was a man locked in a batt

t him, something broken but carefully hidden behind a wall so high she wasn't sure she could scale it. Still, there

she wasn't going to back down. Aiden Miller needed help, and she was determined to give it, even if it

've had some pretty awkward first sessions before," she said, her

for her to catch. It wasn't a smile, but it w

ncing at him cautiously, "but I think this might actually be a good thin

htly, and for the first time since they'd started the drive, Bianca th

his time it felt different,

nca questioned softly, breaking the

his grip on the steering wh

augh?" she pressed, her voice

file, right? What did you see there?" His tone carrie

details. She felt a pang of regret now for not being more prepared. "Uh... never mind

eplied curtly, his eyes

ifted instantly, his shoulders stiffened, and his expression darkened. Bianca could see his knuckles whitening as he gripp

storm brewing inside him. Bianca noticed the subtle changes, his trembling hand

ate. He didn't respond, his focus narrowing as though the ca

ed. "Aiden, slow down," she urged, her voice trembling slightly. Still, he didn't respond. Hi

cing herself. "Aiden!" she called out more firmly, her voice cutting through the tension. "There's a truck