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Billionaire bad boy

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EZRA'S POV~

The Rolls Royce slowed to a smooth stop in front of my penthouse, the engine purring quietly. Rosalie, of course, wasn’t looking at the luxury. Her brow furrowed, eyes darting to the looming structure before us.

“We’re here?” she asked, voice tinged with confusion. “I thought we were going to the hospital, or... to your main house?”

I shot her a look, letting a mischievous smirk curl on my lips. There was something about seeing her like this, unfamiliar with my world that made everything just a little bit more exciting.

“No,” I said, leaning back in my seat and giving her a wink. “I’m getting treated here. At my place.”

Her lips parted in surprise, but before she could process it, I was already out of the car, the heavy doors opening for me, guards immediately taking position around the perimeter, their cold eyes scanning every inch of the surroundings.

I reached for the door and opened it, holding my hand out to her. “Come on, sweetheart.”

She hesitated for a beat, but t
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