Lyra: The Billionaire's stolen wife
el and glass. The city below shimmered in golden lights and blurred reflections-elegant, distant, cruel. Darian Black
blink. D
et. *Lyra Vexley-Blackthorn.* Legally bound. But legally meant n
e mo
the clean break of high heels walking away from his empire. His men had searched. Secur
elp," Dari
n his fist, the screen cracking under pressur
prepared him for the way she had taken part of him with her. And worse,
e she
-
arter, her cloak pulled tight against the wind's kiss. The cobbles
But she could not shed the ghost of his touch. Her skin still remembered the bruising heat of his finge
, she'd
r
l rising in the distance. Once, she'd stood there wit
ed beside her. A
Russian accent smooth as silk wrapp
a brow. "To
ne with the devil
o the vehicle,
going bac
eturning
-
la tucked high above the sea. The mafia prince had eyes like broken
eedom, you'l
identity. Resources to vanish f
stion no one had dared:
hadn't a
no. And somethi
-
f Darian's elite security-entered the off
," he said, h
dn't turn
enport airfield. A
no effor
on
ed. His eyes were b
o know. She wan
d. "Sir... wha
iginal contract
ut
y. She wants a game, Fe
-
rn Tower felt like judgment. Lyra stood still, ve
ou want thi
she
od. That means y
evator
was w
clean-cut, deadly. His hands were beh
," he
you own me," she re
walked away from the ta
e walked into freedom. Maybe th
arrowed. "I und
hunder. "You understand con
d pulled a crisp folder. He thr
your signature, your
know what it
orthwhile cos
orward, fire
You wanted a possession. A body t
. "You knew wh
was broken. You
Enough. This isn't a
. "What's your price? To leave h
t sell
ne has
th of you. This isn't about con
Darian
ike I was something real-and the next
id no
ng safety like it's love, when really,
le
" Her eyes gleamed. "Then I
-
ified. Thunder rumbled a
stepped
topped wan
breath
did you
elt like weakness. An
you don't de
esire, history all crashin
zed. He glanced dow
to leav
ned. "Wha
location. There's a
at Lyra. "You'
hesi
ce was h
un a
stay a