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"Come on, Maya. You can't just give me a little bit of juicy gossip? You didn’t learn anything new about him?" I shook my head. "No, Danielle. It was a private night between me and Alexander. I don't feel comfortable sharing that with you." Besides, she would only act jealous again and I didn’t want to deal with that at all. Danielle let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine, be that way. But you know, Maya, you're nobody that thinks she's somebody just because she's dating a billionaire." I felt a twinge of hurt in her chest. "What do you mean by that?"

she muttered to herself. Unlocking her phone, she swiftly replied, "I thought you assured me he didn't have a girlfriend!" Fuming, Isabella impatiently awaited his response. "I'm not certain, but she is the CEO of his company, Castle Corp," he texted back, just as Isabella flung her phone against the wall in frustration. "Arghhh!" she shrieked, catching the attention of Bane, who hurried into the living room. "What's wrong, miss?" he asked, concern etched on his face.

Everything about this place screamed wealth and power, a sharp contrast to the simplicity of her life at home. Her hands trembled as she clutched her purse tightly. She’d agreed to this meeting out of duty, but she couldn’t shake the unease that settled in her chest. Who was Adrian Blackwood, really? And why would a man like him—a billionaire—want a stranger like her as his wife? “This way, Miss Bennett,” the butler said, his voice polite but distant.

she said simply. I stared at her, waiting for the punchline. When it didn’t come, I laughed, a short, bitter sound. "Is this some kind of joke?" "Not at all," she said in all seriousness. "The man in question is a billionaire. He needs a wife, and we need someone desperate enough to take the deal. And Y-O-U, my dear, fits the bill perfectly." The words stung, but I couldn’t deny the truth in them. I was desperate. Homeless. Heartbroken. Seeking revenge.

“I don't like repeating myself woman.” I stared at him. "Who are you?" He took a deep breath, looked me ib the eye and spoke with undaunting confidence. "I am Adrian Sebastian." My heart came close to a stop. I knew him, his name actually. The billionaire CEO of Sebastian Industries. Ruthless, powerful, cold Adrian. And he was offering to make me his mistress. "look, I need a lot of money, I.." “How much are we talking about? I am sure it's a drop in the bucket" He sneered.

Well some would call it a flat but not me, from the rows of designer dresses to the tweed jackets and suit, to the beautiful dinner dresses down to designer suits and casual wears, all stacked up in the wardrobe to my right, then the endless shoe rack with all types of heals and snickers, plus more rack holding up my bags that don’t seem to end, bags in ever color and style and every luxurious fabric, over to my jewelries encased in a shoe glass on a wardrobe island as I’d like to call it. I went over and picked my outfit for the day, ready to look and act the part of next-in-line CEO, I got dressed and picked up my phone to text my soon-to-be fiance before I’d get a lecture from my mom but

Female lead books: -Sold To The Savage Alpha -Love, Lies, and Hidden Truth Male Lead books: -The Divorced Billionaire -From Squalor To Splendor Thanks amigos 😊

I asked. "The girl he’s been in love with since they were in diapers," Gracie said. She walked over and took the water bottle from my hand, setting it down. "Her family and his are practically royalty in the wine world. They grew up together in France. Word is, he’s been waiting for her to notice him for a decade. She’s poised, she’s quiet, and she’s the only person he actually listens to." I felt a strange prick of annoyance in my chest. "He looked lonely at that club. He didn't look like a man in love."

I said calmly. Raven's eyes flashed. "I'm just trying to be friendly…" "No, you're not. You're trying to belittle me, and it's not going to work." I met her eyes with a frown of my own. "Well." Raven laughed, but it sounded forced. "Someone's got claws. I suppose that's what happens when you seduce your dead husband's enemy." "I didn't seduce anyone." "Didn't you?" She leaned forward. "Come on, Sophia. We all know how this works. You needed protection, Cassian needed... well, let's just say he has very specific needs. It's a transaction. No need to pretend it's anything more."