I was working for a dominant alpha-billionaire.
And he didn't know that my 10-year-old daughter was his.

I was constantly on the run with my daughter, living in cheap motels while avoiding a dangerous stalker.

But fate had other plans.

A job offer led me back to my first love. The father of my daughter. The coward who ran away after our first night.

I should’ve sealed all my feelings for him, but his soft, sexy smile made my thighs feel hot.

There was no way I will let him in. I wouldn’t survive another heartbreak.

But when I spotted my stalker lurking outside my apartment, I had to run. Again.

And the only place I could run to was his arms.

Can I find safety and love in the arms of a man who broke my heart into pieces 10 years ago?

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