The Billionaires secret desire.

onaire's Club was buzzing with the usual Friday night crowd: wealthy entrepreneurs, socialites,

stumbled into the club, his tailored suit disheveled and his eyes blazing with a mix of ang

you've got?" Harrison slurre

ool, sliding a glass of fine scotch across the counter.

lickering in his eyes. For a moment, Emily thought she

ched into his pocket and pulled out a chequebook. "I'll give you $100

elted away, leaving only the two of them, sus

ous offer. She had dealt with her fair share of wealthy

, trying to keep her tone light. "I thi

sober, Emily," he said, his voice dripping w

emed to bore into her soul. She knew she should refuse him,

d at her side, his eyes narrowing as he took in the sce

ly thought she saw a flash of anger. But then, his expres

s voice dripping with sarcasm. "Just m

s face. "I don't think Emily is i

see about that," he said, before t

out a breath she hadn't realized she was holdi

ed. "What was that

"Just Harrison being his usual, arrogant self

ake the feeling that Harrison's proposal was only the

artment, slamming the door behind her. Ethan looked up

asked, a hint of an

blazing with anger. "The bills, Ethan. They're piling up.

one aside. "I know, okay? I

n 'trying' for months. Meanwhile, I'm wor

ed defensive. "Hey, I'm

oks like you're doing a lot better than 'your b

blank. "What are y

he way you look at her. I've seen the way you flir

h anger. "You're snoopin

you're spending so much time with h

t's because Sarah appreciates me," he snarled. "Maybe

at each other. Emily's heart was racing, her mi

ed back t

oposal to the back of her mind. She focused on her work

es were still on her, watching her every move. She gl

some fresh air, that she saw him again. Harrison was l

question," he said, hi

I don't think I'm interested,"

ser to her. "I think you are," he said, his eyes glin

ed rooted to the spot. Harrison's eyes seemed to be pulling

ppeared, Harrison vanished into the ni

ng the club for Ethan. She spotted him in the cor

d over to their table. "Ethan, we need to

noyance on his face. "Emily, not now," he

d. "Now," she repeat

than reluctantly stood up. "Fine," he

an was flirting with someone else. Ethan's responses only made her angrier,

notice the group of guys eyeing her from across the str

lack car pulled up beside her. The window ro

his eyes locked on the gu

g into the car. As they drove through the

oice low and husky. "Have y

he had been thinking about it n

she said, her voice

ning with intensity. "I'm glad to hear that,"

urned off the engine. "I'll pick you up tomorrow a

Emily asked, h

nigmatic. "Yes," he sa

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