TANGLED IN HIS WORLD: A Steamy Billionaire Romance

ing back. I had always prided myself on being emotionally detached, but there was something about her that I couldn't shake. Despite having only known her for a day, I felt a strong pull to

was fishy. “Stay where you are,” I said firmly. “I'll come to you. We'll figure this out together.” I hung up the phone and quickly dressed, my mind racing with possibilities. As I made my way to Prisca's apartment, I couldn't help but think about the dangerous world I had always been a part of, and the innocent woman who might have become caught up in it. When I arrived at Prisca's apartment, I found her pacing back and forth, her face white with fear. "Nicholas, thank God you're here," she said, rushing towards me. "I don't know what to do. I'm scared." I stood there, unsure of what to do next. I knew I had to figure something out, but I also didn't want to put her in danger. I tried to avoid direct eye contact with Prisca, not wanting to revisit the awkward scene that had happened between us in my office. I knew it was a mistake, but I couldn't help myself. I had always been strict about my relationships with women, thanks to my past experiences. As I stood there with Prisca, my heart racing, I knew I had to take charge of the situation. I couldn't keep her in the dark any longer. Time was running out, and we had to get to the bottom of what was happening. "Prisca, is there something you know and I don’t?" I asked, trying to sound confident. She took a deep breath and began to recount what had happened. Her apartment was in disarray, her belongings thrown around, and some things missing. She didn't know what they were looking for, and she was scared. I listened intently, my mind racing with possibilities. I had to figure out who was behind this and put a stop to it before something bad happened. "Alright