Hacking Mr. CEO (Billionaire Heists #3) by Anna Hackett



“The gall of him,” Remi called out.

More laughter.

“I do have something shiny for you,” Zane said.

Mav sucked in a breath.

“Roth—” Monroe turned back to Zane, and saw him on one knee before her, a small box in his hand. She froze.

“Monroe O’Connor. I love you. You bring so much color to my life. You see me. You love me. And I can’t live without you.”

“Zane,” a quiet whisper.

“Marry me?”

She opened her mouth, but no words came out.

Zane cocked his head. “If you want, I can put it in the safe and let you crack it open.”

She blushed as the crowd hooted and whistled.

“Make me the happiest man in the world?” Zane asked.

“Yes.” Tears rolled down her cheeks, but she was smiling. “Absolutely, yes.”

Damn. Mav’s best friend was getting married.

He watched Zane scoop up Monroe and kiss her, with New York spread out and glittering behind them.

Remi burrowed into Mav’s side and sighed. “So romantic.”

“Aspen!” one of Aspen’s sisters cried.

The PI stumbled, then crumpled like a wet tissue.

In a superhuman move, Liam made it to her side and caught her in his arms before she hit the floor.

“Darling, that’s it. I’m calling the doctor. No more arguments.”

“God, no, I’m okay.” Aspen straightened. “And the doctor can’t help.”

He looked panicked. “What? What’s wrong?”

Aspen bit her lip. “God.”

“Aspen—”

“I wasn’t going to say anything yet, but… Liam, I’m pregnant.”

Silence.

Liam did an excellent impersonation of a statue.

Aspen gave a watery smile. “I just took the test today. It’s really early. I don’t know how it happened. Well, I do know, but—”

Liam cupped her cheeks. “We’re having a baby?”

Aspen bit her lip. “It’s sudden. Too soon—”

“No, it’s ours. And it’s perfect.” He kissed her.

Aspen melted into him and kissed him back.

The crowd broke out in applause and cheers.

“Wowser,” Remi said with a sniff. “Two out of three. Do you have any big announcements?”

He smiled. He had the ring at home. A funky design filled with sapphires and diamonds. “Not tonight.” But soon.

“You billionaires sure know how to throw a party,” an older woman said. She had an evil-looking white cat clutched in her arms.

It was Mrs. Kerber, Aspen’s elderly neighbor. The cat gave Mav a flat stare, and he got the uncanny feeling it was plotting his murder.

Mav pulled Remi to the railing.

He saw that Zane and Monroe were slow dancing. Liam was holding Aspen against him like she was a rare prize, a hand over her belly, and love in his eyes. Aspen’s mother and sisters were with them, crying happy tears.

“I want that,” Remi whispered. “Love, marriage, kids. I want to make a home.”

Like she hadn’t had until Mama had given her one.

“Sounds like a good plan.” Just weeks ago, it would’ve sounded like hell to him.

Now, it sounded like heaven.

Remi gave him a saucy look. “Now, I just need to find the right man.”

Mav grabbed her and lifted her off her feet. “No man, just me.”

“Just you.” She smiled at him.

“And soon it will be your turn to get a ring. So be prepared.”

“I’m always prepared, big guy. I’m a hacker, remember.”

His hacker. His angel.

He kissed her under the lights, in the middle of the crowd of friends and family. Ready for the life they’d make together.





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Preview: The Investigator





There was a glass of chardonnay with her name on it waiting for her at home.

Haven McKinney smiled. The museum was closed, and she was done for the day.

As she walked across the East gallery of the Hutton Museum, her heels clicked on the marble floor.

God, she loved the place. The creamy marble that made up the flooring and wrapped around the grand pillars was gorgeous. It had that hushed air of grandeur that made her heart squeeze a little every time she stepped inside. But more than that, the amazing art the Hutton housed sang to the art lover in her blood.

Snagging a job here as the curator six months ago had been a dream come true. She’d been at a low point in her life. Very low. Haven swallowed a snort and circled a stunning white-marble sculpture of a naked, reclining woman with the most perfect resting bitch face. She’d never guessed that her life would come crashing down at age twenty-nine.