Chapter 57:

New York.

"Are you sure this is the place?" Kane asked with an agitated tone. His hands folded across each other. He let out a sigh, before pushing the door of the tiny bookshop open.

The bell dinged indicating his arrival.

"Yes." His assistant said, trudging behind him silently, afraid that if he said something, Kane would snap him into two.

"Why in the hell would she come to an old local romance bookshop every Wednesday afternoon?" Kane was losing this, especially when the middle aged woman gave him a crooked smile behind the counter. Was he foolish? Absolutely no, he felt something in her that day, he wanted to see her again, talk to her, maybe feel her body pressed against his.

She was Cara Denver and that woman never failed to capture his dreams.

Yes. He wanted her. He was going to have her.

"I know Sir." His assistant whispered, flicking her phone, "She told her sister that she didn't like going to rich places, and she didn't want her face anywhere on the screen, so she just cam