Aurora froze.

Her fingers tightened instinctively around the small, warm hands of Leo and Liam. Her heart stopped, hammering a frantic, echoing rhythm against her ribs as she stared at the tall man stepping out of the black SUV. For one agonizing second, her breath caught in her throat. She thought the day of reckoning had arrived before she had even taken a step outside the terminal. She thought he had found her.

But as the man stepped fully into the bright afternoon light, Aurora let out a shaky, quiet breath.

It wasn’t Adrian.

It was Marcus, Adrian’s personal assistant and chief of staff—the only man Adrian trusted with his...