Voyage with the Reclusive Billionaire (Whispers of Fate #1)

Prologue

Nola

G etting them to come to me was not an option this time.

There was too much distance to overcome, and too many obstacles in the way. She’s not the type of girl to disappear to a bed-and-breakfast in the middle of the woods—too much paranoia. And he has spent enough time secluded and amongst the woods. He wants something else. So instead we orchestrate something else—another controlled environment, another place for them to find themselves drawn together by invisible strings.

The girl is prone to flightiness—something she surely has in common with him, yes, though in a much different sense. I just have to ensure that there’s no place for her to go should she decide she needs to get away.

Being on a vessel surrounded by nothing but sky and ocean and each other is as good an option as any.

This could work. Of course, without the help of the house, it does leave more variables left unanswered. I’m not sure how easily I’ll be able to influence them once they’re both on the ship—and especially when the ship docks and they’re left to their own devices for those few hours before they get back on.

But I do enjoy a challenge—nearly as much as I hate to lose.