NAKED LIES OF THE BILLIONAIRE
I felt it instantly, the unmistakable warmth of a blush blooming across my cheeks.
I looked away, embarrassed and amused at the same time, and he noticed, of course he did.
“There she is,” he said softly, pleased. “I love that look.” I shook my head, smiling despite myself. Adrian praised me a lot. It wasn’t forced or performative; it came naturally to him, like admiration was his default language. He loved to compliment me , my face, my body, the way I spoke, even the way I went quiet when I was thinking too much. Sometimes it felt overwhelming, sometimes comforting.
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