Read Acquisition for Free Online

and shoved her into an SUV. She hadn’t paid any attention to the nondescript vehicle, whereas if he had been in a limousine, she certainly would have noticed that.
    Before she could try to scramble out, he’d already slid in and closed the door behind himself. She slid across the seat and tried that door, but she knew it wouldn’t open even as she tried to pull on it. “Let me out.”
    “Sure,” said Luka, sounding almost affable. “As soon as we’re back home, I’ll let you out of here, and then you can tell me exactly what the fuck is going on.”
    His easygoing tone had started to slip, and she shivered as she looked into his eyes, overwhelmed by the amount of rage she saw there. The warm whiskey-brown color was more of a clouded color now, clearly revealing his rage despite his manner. She was terrified suddenly, the delayed instinct finally kicking in as she realized she wasn’t safe with the man she had once loved with all her heart.
    Still loved, if truth be told, but she wasn’t going to admit that. She’d been fighting against that feeling for the last eleven months, ever since learning who and what he really was. “What are you going to do to me?”
    He shrugged, not bothering to answer. His gaze never left hers even as he spoke to the driver of the dark SUV, saying, “Get on the freeway. It’s a long drive home, but I’m not risking taking her on an airplane. The airport is too crowded, even if we chartered a plane.”
    Her heart stuttered, and she shook her head. “No, we can’t leave the city.”
    He crossed his arms over his chest. “You’re in no position to dictate what we can or can’t do, Abby.”
    Truth crashed in on her, and she realized she was going to have to tell him everything and expose the most precious person in her life to the dangerous reality of what his father was. “Please, I have to be there at the center in the next fifteen minutes. If I’m not, Lorraine will keep him for another fifteen minutes, and then she’ll call the police. I can’t let her call the police. If they take him into foster care, I’ll never get him back.” Not since she was living under a false name and working illegally while driving a car without a legal license.
    He frowned at her. “What are you rambling on about?”
    She clutched her fingers together and took a deep breath. “I need to get my son from daycare. Please, Luka. I have to get him right now.”
    He stiffened, and his normally tanned complexion paled slightly for a moment as his eyes narrowed. “Won’t the father pick him up?”
    Abby shook her head. “Please, I have to get him.”
    Still looking stiff and angry, his lips barely moved when he asked, “What’s the address?”
    She gave it to the driver, and the other dark-suited goon in the passenger seat inputted it into the GPS system before silence dominated the vehicle. She shifted moderately in her seat, wondering if she should say something.
    Did he really believe she had immediately gone from him to someone else and gotten pregnant? Or was he in denial, or perhaps simply preparing himself for the worst outcome? She bit her lip as she pondered the decisions before her, slanting a glance at him from the corner of her eye to find him staring at her with a brooding expression.
    “How old is your son?”
    “Three months.” She licked her lips as nervousness assailed her. Surely, he had realized the truth by now.
    He looked strangely calm, except for the maelstrom of emotion visible in his darkened eyes. “Hurry up,” he snapped to the driver, but didn’t look at her again.
    She sank against the seat, trying to bolster herself for the possible futures before her. She still didn’t know why Luka had come for her, but she assumed it was because she had witnessed him murdering an FBI agent. The discovery that he had a son might or might not sway whatever course he’d already picked for her.
    Even if he decided to kill her, surely he would take care of the baby. She