The cold wind clawed at his throat as Steve watched the figure in the distance growing smaller and smaller, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
So, the past few days, he had taken a liking to this woman, a coward who valued her own life above all else?
Huge blocks of snow pounded against him one after another. As his consciousness flickered, his thoughts drifted to Claire again.
In the business world, he'd always thought highly of himself and earned no shortage of enemies for it. Assassination attempts came frequently. The year Claire married him, he'd been pursued by vengeful rivals.
When a dagger plunged toward his heart, it was Claire who threw herself between them, shielding him from the blade.
Seeing her charge at him without a second thought, then slowly collapse before his eyes,
