Kayla's POV
Sleep refused to come to me that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the same pair of cold gray eyes staring at me from across that luxurious penthouse bedroom.
Lucien Throne.
The man who had unknowingly turned my life upside down twice now.
First, the night I desperately traded everything I had left to save my mother's life. Then yesterday, when fate threw me beneath the headlights of his car only for him to save me without realizing I was carrying his child.
I lay awake on Sarah's couch, staring at the ceiling while the heater hummed softly in the corner of the apartment. Outside, snow continued to fall against the windows, but my mind refused to quiet down.
I replayed every word he had spoken, every glance he had given me, especially the moment he'd looked
