WIFE TO A CHEATER BRIDE TO A BILLIONAIRE
I turned toward the small tent a few feet away, where Mateo sat, lazily sipping whiskey, looking like he owned the world.
“That’s my friend and business partner, Mateo,” I said, tilting my head toward him. “He will be joining us today.”
Mateo lifted his glass in a lazy salute, his sharp eyes hidden behind dark shades.
“Start first,” I said to Martin, stepping aside and handing him the first move like a king indulging a jester.
Martin nodded again and took his position, setting up the ball with the care of a man who knew every move was being watched.
Mateo chuckled under his breath and said loud enough for me to hear, “This is going to be fun.”