My Possessive Billionaire
He just placed it there, nice and quiet.
"Good morning," he said, looking me straight in the eyes. "I’m Timothy. It’s really nice to meet you, Leilani. I hope you like the breakfast."
I stared at the tray, then at him. He actually looked nervous. Like, his hand was shaking just a tiny bit. The guy who runs half the city was scared I’d hate his little "replay."
"You really did all this?" I whispered.
"The first impression was a disaster," he admitted, finally dropping the act and sitting across from me. "I wanted to give you a second one. One where I’m just a guy, you’re just a girl, and nobody is getting slapped."
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