PREGNANT FOR THE TYRANT BILLIONAIRE.

There were too many moving pieces, and I had to keep my head on straight. I'd hardly taken

me, eyeing me intently. "Who was that tall, dar

ing to gather my thought

long-lost ex' or 'he's in

iling. "You're surprisingl

p. "Pix, what are you

n my chair. "He showed up last night. It was

Lisa shook her head, her face a mix o

hrough my hair. "But it's not just him. There were s

Like dangerous trouble? Pi

se I don't want you

lacing a hand on my arm. "We're best frie

nk you, Lisa. But I need to figure th

convinced. "Just... be careful, okay? And if

mile, squeezing her

tirely alone. But even with her support, the feeling of unease gnawed at m

he city in an eerie orange glow. I walked through the near-empty streets, lost in thought, when I heard footst

lieved than I wanted to admi

wn back." He smirked, his gaze intense under the di

ouldn't suppress a small smi

both unsettling and oddly comforting. "H

Every time I think I'm getting closer, it

away. "It's better that way. The l

keep saying that, Dante. But I can't just sit here

ng a strand of hair from my face. "I know. Bu

refusing to back

spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "Fi

can," I insisted, my vo

d in close, his voice low and urgent. "There are people-danger

ed, frustration simm

if you know, or even what you might know. They're playing a

spreading through me like ice. "An

ashing with something fierce. "I'm

d. I followed his line of sight, spotting two men lurking in the shadows a

I whispered, gri

nse as he maneuvered himself between m

n beneath dark hoods. Dante's hand found mine, his grip firm

his voice steady. "Thi

kled, low and menac

and tightened. "I'm

ore one of them sneered. "You'

nd Dante's stance shifted,

taunting. My heart pounded as I tightened my hold on

oice steady despite the danger. "When I t

oiling in my stomach. "Dan

is gaze bore into mine, a

antly, pushing me back as he blocked the attack, his movements swift and

gled in a brutal fight, dodging punches an

and calculating. "Don't bother running,

I glanced between him and Dante, who was bare

of light blinded him. I seized the moment, ducking under his arm and

blur of fear and confusion. The sound of footsteps behind me grew fainter, but I di

t as I scanned the area, my pulse racing. Wher

ck into the shadows. I struggled, terror flo

whispered in my ear, ca

n around to face him, relief flo

eyes scanning our surroundings. "But

swirling in my mind, but his intense gaze stopped me sho

y night. But even as we walked, a feeling of dread lingered, tightening around my heart li

asn't sure I'd ever get the