The billionaire affair

surprise than anything. I don't exactly get led around by men like this. Especially hot, powerful men. I wouldn't admit it out loud, but I like the feeling of him gripping my arm

a hotel room, or anything like that. He ta

tle alcove that seems to no

ll, and suddenly a door opens up out of nowhere.

-on secret

pillars that shield us from prying eyes. We're four stories above street

from the charity ball are walking past, oblivious to our presence. A woman stop

the glass is one of those ceili

inside the hotel, b

now this was h

I put i

coff. "So you'r

ins.

hh shit," I say, putting my hand

e exp

ene today. Think Frank Gehry levels of acclaim.

is apparently a hot, lat

ction to the new location designed by Grant Carlson. The Spanish Government just commissioned Grant Carlson for a ne

– how many of you know what Frank Gehry look

ned both stately beauty and playful whimsy. Steel, glass, marble, granite –

nd. One look at him, and most women

fact about Grant Carls

on business started by his family. His buildings are so unbelievable because he controls every fa

compromises. Qual

son. Then I guess it's

nly feeling very shy

nd grins. "So I guess

I can't

ou that," he sighs. "Eve

it on them like that,

nd moves closer. Close enough that I can feel the

oh my go

ding my own at all. But I

t the attention off me and back onto someth

f a dozen in this p

all

ingle work I do, from

hy

ageways from the time I was a kid. I went to this place calle

my hea

rs, with tons of secret rooms and stairways that went nowhere, all to confuse and trap the ghosts. It's my favorite place in the world. That was the moment I kne

That's rea

d benefit of moments like this," he say

ng fast. His eyes... they're l

ing too

afraid of wha

h I want i

s beating

we should go b

repeats softly, as he leans in towards

head to look at him. Which is t

m his face... or maybe that's the heat fro

we should g

whispers, j