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

Blaire stared at the partition, then at her own hands.

“I only wanted a room in Queens.”

“You can still have an ordinary life,” Luca said.

“Just not this afternoon.”

The convoy left the airport service road and joined traffic that did not know their names.

Blaire watched LaGuardia fall behind and felt the strange grief of a plan dying on schedule.