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Raven's smile tightened but she backed off, taking a seat across from where Cassian gestured for me to sit. "Sophia," Cassian said, his eyes never leaving mine. "This is Cristian, my brother. And Dante, my business partner." The younger man, Cristian, nodded curtly. His eyes raked over me with open suspicion. Dante smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. "A pleasure to meet you, Sophia.” I settled into my chair, ignoring Raven's eyes burning into me from across the table. I shook Cristian’s hand and then Dante. “Nice to meet you two. I didn't know Cassian had any friends, or even a brother.”

And me, drowning in debt, desperately treading water to keep us afloat. Then Declan appeared like a dark angel, offering salvation I couldn't refuse. With a flourish of his pen, he paid off all my father's debts and whisked my brother away to rehab. For the small price of my hand in marriage, he saved my family. So what if he was an Irish mafia boss. I was out of options. The door opened with a gust of cold air that rustled my scarf. I looked up to see Alexandra, her head bent toward her boyfriend, Drew Preston. They appeared to be engrossed in conversation, completely oblivious to me.

He said disappointedly. "Come on, they are best of friends you know, I mean Zaina and the lady here. There can be a connection," Priest said. "Okay, so how?" "I think there must be something going on between this lady and Raghav, why would he get her a car?" He shrugged his shoulders. Amaya sighed. "It can be just a fan though." Priest shook his head. "I don't think so. Bugatti Veyron for a fan? Think well," he said.

I couldn’t place it. My feet touched the crunchy little stones on the ground. Peter said nothing. He just led the way, and I followed. The moment I stepped inside, I knew I was in a different world. heaven. The smell of wealth hit me like perfume. What kind of money was this? This man, this billionaire, must be stinking rich, just like Sammy suspected. The interior decor was something else entirely. This was wealth at a level Sammy and I couldn’t even imagine.

"You look stunning tonight. Really. Old man Henderson won't be able to take his eyes off you." "I don't want Henderson looking at me, Julian," I muttered, holding the glass but not drinking. "Where is Dominic? Did he send a reply to the invitation?" Julian laughed, a harsh, mocking sound. "Dominic Mercer? Your brilliant legal guardian? Seraphina, the man is a billionaire CEO running a global empire. He hasn't looked at you twice since your father’s funeral. He’s probably in Tokyo or London right now, completely forgetting you even exist. Stop waiting for a savior who doesn't care."

It was like crawling hands on my skin, which creeped me the fuck out. With a slight shiver, I turned my back to them and leaned my elbows on the huge, wide mahogany front desk. I mean, the West family was rich, rich, because who on earth had a front desk in their family estate? Even the whole building itself sprawled as far as my eyes could reach. Yeah, they were a different kind of wealthy. Which was why it made absolutely no sense for Daniel to steal my company like he did. While we were making some steady growth in my company, it was nowhere near what the Wests had built. And that meant Daniel shouldn’t lack anything.

The air was crisp ,perfumed with a faint mix of grapes, lavender and roses. Scarlett Monroe was no longer the ex wife who was forcefully divorced and sent away or the girl who had scrubbed tables in a rat-infested motel. She was now a self made billionaire and CEO of Monroe Luxe.Co - an elite interior branding company that catered to private jets, luxury hotels and billion-dollar real estate empires. She was wealthy! Her phone buzzed on speaker as she leaned on the edge of her sleek marble counter. Roxy’s voice came through the line, now smoother but unmistakably her. Their friendship had grown so much stronger over the years and Scarlett had opened up to her about everything.