TYLER'S POV
And her reality? Maddison's reality was; a billionaire on bended knee, a diamond knuckle-sized, and the huge love from an ocean of hundreds of faces.
The difference was not a math problem he had to think about; it was a gut punch, a body blow that took the wind out of him. A hot, bitter shame crawled up his throat, choking him. This was not happening. It was not right. It was not possible.
"NO!" he gasped, his voice breaking. "NO WAY."
A new thought, a frantic, rescue thought, began to form llqqqthrough the chaos of his self-pity. A trick. A media stunt. Or something even worse. Harrison…Grant Harrison…he was a hunter. He must have spotted her, so shining and sparkling and so innocent, and then decided he wanted her. He had to have known how helpless she was after Tyler h
