The Snared Billionaire (...The Money, Love & Crime)

la event ahead. It was a seasonal glamorous fair where the city's eli

and unspotted, her eyes scanning through as she ma

that hugged her curves, her blonde hair flow

lored suits, the air saturated with the hum of so

nt; her dress seemed to shimmer with every step,

sh fell over the crowd, and she reveled in the attention, but

he whispered. This was it, the

ing focus was key. Alexander Drake, the reclusive billionaire whos

to know everything about him relevant to this mission, from his business dealings, personal life, and h

iny hair glossily dressed backward, and his blaring blue eyes skimmed t

psyche," the man I need to entrap if

sured, her smile confident but not overtly seductiv

was necessary, letting a small, enigmatic smile play on her lips. It was a look she had

melodic, as she took a place at the bar

at all," he replied, his tone polite but reserved. He was used to wom

rigued him-perhaps it was the comportment with which she coordinated

ed herself, extending a hand. "A

ness of her grip. "I am. It's quite

ake," Sophie deliberately incited a mixed feeling in him. Her

ess," Mr. Drake repl

layfully. "Though I've also hea

y, raised an eyeb

if sharing a secret. "I must admit, I'm intrig

ow and warm. "Then I suppose yo

spend the evening unraveling the same old stories. How about yo

er directness. Most people tiptoed around him, afraid

to challenge him. It was quite a refreshing change; the m

ou like to know?" he ask

"How about... what motivates you? Beyond the

tion he was used to at these events; it was deeper, and it caught him unexpectedly. But

s, seeing how I can push myself further and those within. It's beyond just t

id, her voice soft. "Most people would be content with what you've achie

g him what she thought he wanted to hear. But all sounded genuine; there was a good qua

I need to prove to the world myself, that there is much behind this pretty face. It i

. He was also aware that some people considered him as cold and unfeeling; the truth was that he valued those who share

e thoughtful. "But I've found that the har

s locking onto his. "I

he was careful not to reveal too much about herse

itions, painting herself as a woman who was both strong and vuln

phase of her mission; carving a

't been fond of anyone since Christine's death. As she l