Secrets of One Night: My Contract Husband
Alex smiled slowly, the kind of smile worn by a man who knew exactly how charming he was—and how to use it.
“Do you believe in love at first sight?” he asked, leaning in slightly, voice low and shamelessly bold.
An old pickup line, delivered as if it were a brand-new promise.
Isis raised one brow, mastering irony without effort.
“Absolutely,” she replied, serious for one dramatic second. “I believe in fairy tales, Santa Claus, fairy godmothers...” She stepped to the side. “...and I also believe you’ve used that line on half the women in this club.”