Mr Billionaire's Dangerous Love

nt, or the thrill of the unknown. For me, it's more complicated. Sure, I feel them when I'm dancing

e lead, sinking deeper with

for the best," she says, her perfectly manicured na

framed by graying hair, makes him seem like a ghost of the man I grew up admiring. He's hunche

I intend. "You want me to marry some stranger to

all in love with him tomorrow. Just meet him. His family is willing to

The ugly trut

s, the Lorenzos are powerful. Their son, Dante, is a good ma

table. "Secure my future? By selling me off like s

of her eyes. "The same Liam who's been cheating

rs with anger, and my cheeks flush ho

now, her composure cracking. "Do you think Clara hasn't told me about the countless ti

ar

est friend. The one person I've confided in

to this," I warn, th

aren't you?" She crosses her arms, her eyes glinting with something I can't quite place. "

he room see

talking abou

n delivers the blo

aten to give way, but I steady myself by grippin

shaking my head

anding it to me. There, staring back at me, is a blurry but unmistakable

e ground beneath

h more than this, Val. Dante is a billionaire. A good man. He'll treat you li

m and Clara? How long has this been going on? Wa

mutter, headin

r calls after me. "You're meeting Dante to

me and walk down the dimly lit street,

apparently destined to marry. My life feels like it's sp

ante . Not because I want to, but because I need to kno

pers that meeting him might not

rrifies me