The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

"You're more than that," I said firmly. "You're smart and brave and loyal. You're the

girl who stood up for a stranger in the library when no one else would."

She looked at me, confusion crossing her face. "You remember that?

"Of course I do."

Her eyes softened, and for a moment, I thought maybe-just maybe she was seeing me. Really seeing me, for the first time. But then she slumped against my shoulder, the alcohol finally taking its toll.

"I should get you home," I said, helping her stand.

the time we reached her apartment, she was

I'd kept locked away for

I whispered. "I'll never leave you, Angela. I've

first saw you in that library. I've

didn't respond, already lost to sleep

was ashamed to acknowledge. I reached

a soft kiss to her forehead, then briefly, lightly touched my lips to hers.

claim what Sean had carelessly overlooked. But that wasn't love. That was possession,

Angela. I wanted her heart, not just her body. Not like