The Stranger Asked Me to Pretend I Was Asleep on His Shoulder During Our Flight… But After We Landed, I Found Out He Was America’s Most Influential Billionaire—And My Ex-Husband Was Already Looking for Me

Inside the car, leather and quiet closed around them.

Fiona pressed her face into Blaire’s coat.

“Where are we going?” Blaire asked.

“First, off airport grounds,” Luca said.

“Then a place he cannot turn into a performance.

My legal team will take the petition apart before it becomes a headline.”