Rendezvous With My Best Friend's Billionaire Brother
"He was sleeping with Ruby, Xander. My own stepsister. For six whole months."
"Mark?" Alexander's jaw clenched tightly, a dangerous flash crossing his dark eyes. "He was cheating on you?"
"And he stole my fifty thousand dollars!" I cried, burying my face in my hands. "He drained my bank account for their new startup. I have nothing left. Oh God, I’m just a stupid, naive little girl who fell for a massive lie."
"You are not stupid," he said softly.
I heard his knees pop as he crouched on the marble floor in front of me. I could smell the sharp, intoxicating scent of whiskey on his breath. He wasn't sober either; the alcohol had clearly softened his usual icy control.