Claimed By The Billionaire
"So if you weren’t dealing with... all this, what would you be doing right now?"
"I don’t know. Something quiet. Baking maybe. Reading."
"A reader. I knew it."
"How?"
"You’ve got that look. Like you see more than you say."
I laugh. "That’s a poetic way of calling me guarded."
"You said it, not me."
We spend the next hour walking again, wandering into bookstores, little artisan shops, quiet corners of the city that feel like whispers compared to the noise of real life.
Daniel doesn’t push. He tells stories—about his daughters, one who wants to be a vet and the other obsessed with space. About his job. His first apartment. A vacation in Barcelona where everything went wrong, and somehow that m
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