The Billionaire's Secret Savior

t and soaking through Aria Blake's worn hoodie. She ducked under the awning of a closed f

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ria's head snapped toward it. She wasn't the type to

rd the voice. A

cautious step forward. What

ned against a wall by two thugs. One of them held

t up. A loose brick lay nearby. She grab

lled. "Police

e wall, startling the mugger

the ribs, a twist-and he was free. The men took

ard him. "Ar

his face shadowed under the streetlam

began, but th

urprised by how solid

plastered to his forehead, strong jaw, eyes like thunderclouds

fore she could pull aw

sn't matter. Just-sta

n before he could