TWENTY NINE – A VULNERABLE BILLIONARE

MIRA

I stare down at Mason, my heart beating a mile per second at the venomous anger that spits from his gray depths.

"How did you know about that?" I whisper.

His lips tighten.

" The doctors thought you had cancer. Fucking cancer, Mira." He growls.

I look away. I cannot stand his judging gaze.

"Are you going to be a complete coward? Or are you going to tell me what the hell happened to you?"

I take a deep breath, taking the easy way out. I look him dead in the eye and lift my chin,

"Well, I was feeling suffocated so I decided to take a walk outside. A second later, I heard gunshots and someone threw me to the ground. That's all I remember."

Mason shakes his head in disbelief, and I bite my lower lip to numb the pain I feel at the disappointment in his gaze.

"I never pegged you for a coward, Mira. You sure as hell know that is not what I asked."

Unable to stand our close proximity anymore, I make to move. Mason clamps his arm around my waist, keeping me in place. My eyes snap to his,