The Billionaire Who Knows My Secret
My hands fix other people’s tension every day.
Mine stays knotted, Mom’s hospital bills, Natalia’s soft kisses I can’t fully return, Johnny’s quick, ashamed fucks in the spa storage room like we’re doing something criminal.
Then Kristofer Hayes books me again.
He’s older, richer, more dangerous than anyone should be allowed to be.
What was meant to be a one night stand which I thought would be enough for us both.
It wasn’t.
Now he’s paying my mother’s bills without asking, watching me like I’m already his, pulling me into a world where wanting a man can get you killed.
I keep telling myself I can walk away.
But every time he touches me, I forget why I ever wanted to hide.