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

“I don’t want Luca’s money to become the story,” Blaire said.

Luca, who had been silent by the window, answered without turning.

“Then we keep the story on David’s paper.

Not on mine.”

They gave Blaire a room down the hall to feed Fiona and wash her face.

In the mirror she looked like a person who had slept on a stranger’s shoulder and woken into a different plot.