Entangled With The Billionaire Player
He paused, "A lot, I must say."
"Although the price of making an impression on you was a little costly, it was nothing for me. In the end, I was on your mind for a whole week, so it was worth it." He cocked a grin, his face like a handsome demon.
I gave him a fake smile, "Has anyone told Mr Atkinson that he is very narcissistic?"
Michael, who was behind me, coughed; silently telling me to stop.
Hearing my words, Aaron laughed, leaning near me, his voice low, "Innumerable times. Not on my face, though. You're the first, Miss Ford."
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