The Billionaire’s Desire: Owned By Him
When Nat arrived, he looked almost celestial in his all-white outfit: a woolen turtleneck, tailored trousers, spotless white shoes, and dark shades.
Zara looked just as stunning—light makeup, smooth foundation, perfectly styled French curls, and a simple red dress cinched softly at the side.
“And The turtleneck new inspiration?” she asked as she opened the door.
“Oh, immaculate. Fresh and so clean,” he said, patting his sharply cut hair, the fade and subtle dye clearly visible.
“You look like a middle-aged woman trying to start her life again,” she teased lightly.
Nat’s smile tightened into a grin. He was taken aback, cringing.
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