Billionaire Romance: Mine Tonight
September 15th, the book launch was scheduled at a Barnes & Noble in Union Square. Rachel had expected maybe fifty people. Instead, two hundred packed the store journalists, industry professionals, working mothers, and conspicuously, people who just wanted to see how the disgraced producer would handle her public humiliation.
Seraphine stood backstage, looking at the crowd through a crack in the curtain, feeling nauseated.
“You don’t have to do this,” Rachel said quietly. “We can cancel. Blame illness. Postpone indefinitely.”