Hearts at the Helm:A Billionaire's Gamble on Love
She did not see the strong brother who had carried the weight of an empire, but the boy she had known all her life, finally free at last.
Sarah Jones, standing next to her, wrapped a friendly arm around Maya's waist. "They're okay," she whispered, her own voice rough. "They're really going to be okay."
On the dance floor, Jonah sang softly along to the music, humming a gentle buzz against Clarkson's neck. It was an old folk song, something ancient and simple, a relic of his grandfather's lake. It was the voice of his youth, of rich chocolate and a foggy pier, of a life before good fortune and fame. He was weaving the threads of his past into the tapestry of their future, all here, in Clarkso
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