Billionaire's Temptation

st her more than she could afford, but tonight was special. It had to be. Her fingers trembled slightly as she adjusted her hair, pinning it

stant looks, the terse words, the lingering silences that had taken over their relationship in recent months. Maybe Liam had been stressed at work, mayb

ment. The neighborhood was quiet, the streetlights flickering as she waited for the cab Liam had

he hotel was quick, too quick for her to mentally prepare herself. Her fingers danced on the edge of her clutch, trying to sh

t hum of wealth. She couldn't help but feel a little out of place, her anxiety spiking. But then she saw Liam standing

aid, his voice smoot

the invisible gap between them. "You look incredible," she whispered,

motioned toward the elevator. "We should h

d, following him into the elevator. As the doors closed, silence settled between them. Bella tried to think of som

, dripping with opulence-silk sheets, a stunning view of the city lights, and a tabl

g two glasses of wine. "I got your fa

the rim of the glass. She smiled at him, though his gaze was stil

began, leaning against the bar as he swirled the wine in his

the sweetness on her tongue. "I've missed you," she admitted quietly. "I've b

tone suddenly sharp. "Be

e sudden shift in his deme

He paused, his eyes flicking away from her. "You know how important my reputation is, espe

in confusion. "What

rom a different world than I do. We've been trying to make it work,

cking the breath from her lungs. She blinked,

ds the world I live in, the pressure I'm under. She comes from a fami

are you talking about? You're just going to throw e

te this. I wanted to do this face-to-face to avoid a scene,

urge to scream, to cry, to demand answers. "So that's it? You're just going to wal

ard the door. "I've already move

as the tears began to form. "You cowa

u a favor, Be

to the room, tall and impossibly elegant, her blonde hair falling in perfect waves around her sh

his tone cold. He turned to Chloe and kis

and down as if she were something beneath her. "You'll get over him," Chloe said in a tone la

humiliation. "You're welcome to him," she spat,

moment I walked into his life. Good luck fi

Chloe, grabbing her purse as she fled the room. The hallway was spinning, her breath coming in ragg

s of the night that should have been theirs. Stumbling into the elevato

ughts. She blinked, trying to clear the fog that had settled over her mind. The wine. Something was wrong with

er vision blurred, her body felt heavy, and she stumbled out int

r. She needed

bling with the handle as she pushed it open. The cool air of the hotel suite

ouldered, dressed in a tailored suit. He turned, his dark eyes lockin

ep, commanding, but the

coming in shallow gasps. His grip was strong, steady, but her

verything

her body. Her eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, she didn't know where she w

e sat up, clutching the sheets

is shirt unbuttoned, revealing a muscular chest that was both

he whispered, he

intensity that made her feel exposed, vulnerable. Final