TABOO (A DEAL WITH THE SHADOW ALPHA)
He wore a black tuxedo that fit his tall, muscular build like it was made for him—which it probably was.
I stared, my thumb hovering over the screen. I’d seen pictures of him before, in financial magazines, but I’d never really looked. Now, I couldn't look away.
I scrolled down, reading his profile. Rex Corporation. Billionaire. Real estate, tech, private equity. His business record was flawless. No scandals. No messy divorces. No history of dating a string of models. In fact, there was almost no personal information at all. He was like a ghost. A powerful, gorgeous, and mostly important almost perfect.
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