After a 12-hour shift, she enters the wrong car… and a billionaire becomes obsessed – she was so exhausted she didn’t even realize it wasn’t her car

around herself, she adjusted her bag and headed toward the curb.

A row of black vehicles waited there in the darkness.

Their engines purred softly with the quiet confidence of wealth.

She didn’t look at the license plate.

She never did.

She opened the rear door and slipped inside.

The cabin was warm.

The scent of expensive leather and cedar surrounded her.continue reading …