Trapped Next Door To My Billionaire Ex

Summary

My ex acquired my design firm, installed himself as my CEO, and on the morning I was packing up my apartment to run as far away from him as possible, he showed up on my welcome mat holding a golden retriever on a leash.

"So," he drawled, his gaze dark and infuriatingly steady. "You're really just going to abandon your son?"

Please.

I don't have a dog for a son.

I ran into Lucas Graham again at our five-year college reunion.

I was seated at a corner table in the private dining room of a boutique hotel downtown, nursing a glass of full-bodied Cabernet and mentally calculating the…