BEING THE BILLIONAIRE’S BRIDE
She might not be half as rich as these people, but she most definitely knew how to blend in.
“Hello, I’ll have a mojito please,” Rosa said to the bartender, a polite smile on her lips as the Italian-looking lad sent a small nod and went about making her drink.
Rosa let her eyes wander lazily across the bar until they landed on what she knew she was looking for. He looked fine, too fine, and alone.
Analyzing him quickly, Rosa noticed a tan on his left ring finger, and from the sunken look in his eyes which he seemed to be trying to hide, she could tell undoubtedly that he was either a fresh divorcee or he just had a fight and had to take off his ring.
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