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“... I announce to you all, the face of Vexler and Co textiles, Ms. Laura Monroe…” Now, I've got recognition, fans and everything I need to be better than Quentin. I believe he thought I was joking that time, now he'll know better. “Meet the mysterious model taking over Vexler & Co.” The news was all over the media. My inbox was flooded with messages, including one from a mysterious billionaire. I don't recognize the number, but the message was smooth, dripping with danger. Just the kind of vibes I love. “You’re interesting. Let’s talk business…and maybe more.”

Love rather than Leverage "Well, that's certainly a headline," Darren whistled, tossing the magazine onto the penthouse coffee table. *'From Contract to Covenant: The Vanderbilt Love Story That Reshaped an Empire'* blazed across the cover, accompanied by the now-iconic photo of Lucas and Sophia with the twins in the morning light. "The stock's up twelve percent," Susan reported, not looking up from her tablet. At three months old, Cat was dozing in her arms while she worked, a common sight these days. "And the wedding planning inquiries have tripled."

I want to catch that intoxicating scent of hers and to do that, I need her close. With my arms crossed and my shoulder acting as a support against the door frame, I watch Elsa approach. I can't read the expression in her eyes when she looks at me but she smiles and I just know I'll do anything to see her do that again. Now's the time to move back so she passes without stress. That or she can get the chair out of the way, but she doesn't do that. I mustn't be that only one craving bodily contact. It makes me remember last night and my excuse to get a whisky glass that I didn't even want to use. I could feel the shiver that passed through her like a current by how close i was behind her. I jus

"The brilliant, multi-billion-dollar empire Maeva Sterling bankrupted to punish you. Over the weekend, I purchased the remaining forty-nine percent of the company's floating shares. It is mine." Kasen's breath caught in his throat, his chest tightening. Sloane leaned in closer, her lips nearly brushing his ear. "Betray Maeva," Sloane whispered, her voice filled with lethal, sweet poison. "Hand me the Sterling Q3 encryption algorithms, and I will hand you back your billionaire throne tomorrow. You don't have to be her dog anymore, Kasen. With me, you can be a King."

Then take a few more exposing illegal things. Lots of businessmen don't want to go across him or scam him. They'll fall into misery. The vicious billionaire who was now in the first Asia Gala was with a woman. And he only smiled at her. The more he smiles and laughs, the more people come to his way to speak to him.

He had both, and he didn't even know it. The limo pulled away from the curb and headed toward the glittering, terrifying skyscrapers of Julian’s world. I was moving from my small, safe secret into his giant, dangerous one. I reached inside my bag and gripped the small, worn photo of Lucas. I was married to the enemy, but I would use his own house as my fortress. The game had just begun. Hook Question: What rules will Julian impose on Evelyn the moment she steps into his penthouse, and how will she use those rules to secretly run her life?

I needed to handle this alone. Once the car was out of sight, I immediately got a ride that headed for Lisa’s place of work. Luckily, Wood’s industries was around the borders of the city so I did not expect to spend much time on the road. I had already wasted so much time at the meeting, and if I didn't get there soon, Lisa would leave for home or another place of work. She worked in more places than I could count. I still couldn't believe she would choose to live such a petty life over being with a billionaire. Her thinking was flawed in many ways, and somehow it made her even more attractive.

If anything she sounds happy. It doesn’t bother me. My grandmother’s betrayal stings even more. And to think she’s in Japan! What sort of business does she have with Grandpa Kazuo? And she’s using his first name? What the hell is going on right now? All I want to do after that horrifying weekend in lake Como, which was just yesterday, is relax and get a full body massage and an expensive dinner, and just fucking rest. “I’ll figure something out,” I say to Ashley, waving dismissively. “In the meantime, let me have a list of our patrons over the years. And the acquisition companies that have been hovering around us.”