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

Luca stood, not as a man collecting a prize, as a man finished with a room.

“Queens or the river house,” he said.

“You choose.”

Blaire thought of Maren’s tiny room and of Fiona waking to a stranger’s estate.

“The house for a week,” she said.

“Then I decide what ordinary looks like.”