The billionaire's exotic temptation
But then I imagine the shit eating grin on her face, and the endless ridicule that will follow, and I banish the idea.
"Just someone I—" I start to say, but Niko turns. Our eyes meet. He smiles, waving slowly, like he knows me.
Niko looks like a fairytale prince. Gold spun hair that catches light, eyes blue like a summer sky, a smile that says: "I'm pretty and I fucking know it."
That's Carter's type? How did I never know that he liked men too? Urgh, just thinking about it is making me so angry.
"Lemme go and say hi. It's been so long." Daphne dumps her glass with me, hurrying off before I have the chance to chuck it at her head.
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