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 brought pastry, sat beside her, and rested his hand at the back of her chair.

When he kissed her hair it was brief and asked for nothing.

“How do the plans look?”

“Ready enough to open,” Blaire said.

“Ready is better than perfect.”

David’s public life in Chicago had narrowed to the size of his choices.