THE CEO's HIDDEN WIFE

in magazines, chandeliers the size of small cars, an orchestra playing something ele

resplendent in a borrowed sapphire dress, her co

e front of her green gown for the

rited it. You're the only person here who actually built something with your own hands." Mia

ugh. "Please don't get

prom

eld, scanning for a face she'd only ever seen in grainy news photographs - dark h

ors, all of them talking at him rather than to him. Even from a distance, Aria could feel th

ost tur

embered them, and the sixty employees whose paychecks depend

r voice came out st

en t

most, though Aria couldn't imagine why a billionaire CEO would recognise a stranger in a seco

met," he said, his vo

nd I know you don't take unsolicited meetings, but I'm asking for five minutes o

already reaching out to steer Aria away

rough the noise, quiet but absolute. T

ted from tonight, it wasn't this - Damien Blackwood's full, un

office. Tomorrow morning, n

the glittering ballroom with her pulse racing and no idea that the man she'd just approach