The Billionaire's Game
This was reminding him awfully of someone, someone who had dared to get away.
“Greed,” Caelan chuckled, of course he had not forgotten, he had never been this intrigued and angry in a long time. She had swept in, no bigger than a fruit fly but with all the curves to kill and had dared to seduce him and then trick him into not only escaping with her life but with the content of his vault.
He had been waiting for this, dreaming about it even, when he could finally get his hands around her neck and choke the haughtiness out of her as she begged for mercy.