The Billion Dollar Wife
She reached down, her fingers gripping her gown with such force that her knuckles turned a porcelain white.
Beside her, Dominic didn't look up from his device, but a slow, knowing smirk tugged at his mouth. He didn't need to see her face to know the exact moment her bravado had failed.
The car slowed, turning off the main road and gliding into the gates of a white mansion. It was a monolith of modern architecture, stark and imposing against the sky. Ava’s mouth dropped open slightly as she took in the scale of the estate. It was beautiful, yes, but it felt more like a fortress than a home.
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