LOVE FORTUNE: Taming The Tycoon's Heart

otions and Intrigue. She couldn't stop thinking about the aura around the billionaire who had taken such

esearching about Alexander Sinclair everywhere she deemed right to source out information from. She uncovered business articles coveri

she was missing something. They was very little light thrown o

dio working on some designs on her laptop,

hinking about your art and our conversation.

sage. She quickly replied, "I woul

rly,she wasn't a fan of unpunctuality, plus her anticipation building with each passing minute as she say waiting for him

r with a warm smile, taki

he replied the greeting as Al

he Mr Sinclair makes me feel

aning to ask you this question, I was wondering about you and your world.

mystery is a canvas onto which others can project their fantasies and desires

ly. "I would love to

ng, his early struggles, and his journey to becoming a billionaire. Isabella listened intently, finding herself drawn not on

What could have drawned you toward the parth of the art worl

e of humanity, like it's beauty, the pain and perhaps the high complexity of our emotions. It's like a mirror through wh

st people give. Rather it was clear that Alexander's interest in art goes far more beyond bein

vered that he had a passion for literature, a carving for classical music and a genuine interest

couldn't contain more of her curiousness anymore. "Alexander, why is there so much

s gaze still fixed in the distance as

u are gonna pay for it* her mind taunts her as

ain aspects of my life with I choose to keep secret and private. I know they say shar

abella followed suit, he smiled to himself, the lady besid

us as the new ones started trooping in. As he turned to wave him goodbye, their eyes locked and in that moment, Isabella sensed that she was on the brink of discovering something extraordina

ends as Alexander stood staring at the receding bus. He couldn't help p

it's over. There is no much fuss to worry about* he thought as he tu

o his charffuer. "Bring my car to the Ritz c

rang out from the rece

umerous stone picnic tables at t