Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire
I could feel my cheeks heating up just imagining it.
“Ivana, no. That’s ridiculous.”
“It’s foolproof!” she insisted, tugging playfully at my arm. “You gotta trust me on this one. No man can resist cute. Especially if he’s already halfway in love with you. Try this method, and if it doesn't work,” she grinned mischievously, “I have other advanced options up my sleeves.”
My cheeks burned hotter at her words.
Halfway in love?
“Still...” I mumbled, fidgeting with the hem of my shirt, “I can't imagine doing that in front of him. I'd just look stupid.”