The Billionaire and the chef
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s the smell of old money and even older secrets. Elara shifted the heavy silver tray, feeling the rhythmic throb of an ache
inless steel, hidden away from the glitterati. But a flu outbreak had decimated the hospitalit
ead butler had hissed. "Be a shadow
mask she'd bought at a craft store for a few pounds and coated in shimmering gold spray paint. Up close, it was tacky, the edges r
bon. Just three more hours, she told herself, her heart drumming a frantic
crowd, her tray of crystal flutes feeling like a shield. She felt the weight of
tte of raw power, his tailored tuxedo straining against broad, athletic shoulders. He wore a ma
red, her voice barely audibl
, ignoring the opulence behind him. When he finally spoke, his voice wa
while I'm worki
face flushing beneath the gold paint. S
asn't rough, but it was absolute-the hand of a man w
ai
k, his eyes burned-smoke-grey, piercing, and entirely too observant. He reached out, his gl
strange, dark curiosity. "A bold choice fo
" she breathed, h
her personal space until she was enveloped in his scent: cedarwood, expensive toba
ustry whose family name was etched into the very skyline of the city. But the way he looke
am," she whispered, the gold mas
ack. The heat of his palm through the thin fabric of her uniform was scorchi
g he could see. He didn't ask for her name, and she didn't ask for his. In that moonlit silence, there were no bank accounts, no social standin
ext M
cal. Elara woke up alone in a bed that felt like a desert of white silk. Her gold mask lay cracked on th
udy. The door was slightly ajar, letti
ssional voice said-Silas's assistant. "And
skin still felt sensitised from his touch, her heart s
ike a machine, efficient and unfeeling. "Double the standard discretion fee. Ensure she signs the
tries to c
nothing more. Make sure she's out
ysical blade. She looked at her cracked gold mask o
ng as she shoved the broken plastic into her bag. She didn't want his money. She didn't want hi
realised that the 'Gold Mask' night had changed her life forever. Silas Vane thought he had bought her
ered to her reflection, her voice