Mr Billionaire's Accidental Heiress

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people, and waltzing around in designer dresses. For me, tonight

e crowd, locking onto potential networking targets like she's in some kind of upscale hunting game. She looks stunning in her red satin dres

When she told me I could be her plus-one, I thought it would be a low-key night, maybe a nice dinner and a glass of wine or two. But as I step into the ballro

ly bouncing with excitement. "You work in PR, Sophia! This

t my hands shake a little. "You know I'm not exactly...

ou're going to need to be comfortable in rooms like this." She pauses, glancing around with a slight smile. "Oh, and one more thing-try

end-a self-made billionaire who took his family business to new heights, and someone the press loves to call

utching my glass like it's a life preserver. I'm about to slink into a quiet corner when a fla

ty that makes me shrink a little. His presence is... well, commanding, to say the least. He's wearing a perfectly tailored midnight-blue su

trifying moment. It's enough to make my stomach do a little flip

on the edge of the plush carpet, and before I know it, I'm stumbling forward. My champagne glass tips, sen

et. My heart thuds painfully as I look up, meeting his gaze. He raises

y face turning an impressive shade of red.

my surprise, a smirk tugs at the corner of his m

I was expecting anger, maybe even security escor

s, completely lost. "I don't usually throw drinks on

and his blue eyes sparkle wit

laugh. "Because flats don't e

all. In fact, he seems to be enjoying this.

e with horror as she takes in the scene. "Sophia!" she his

ter, hoping she'll stop talkin

she figured that part out," he says, his tone light and teasing

fixed on me with a hint of

to me, even after I've drenched him in champagne. I shake his hand, feeling the warmth of his gr

ys with a shrug. "J

I expected. He's still holding my hand, just for a second too l

ight into him. His arms catch me, steadying me, and I can feel

mutter, my cheeks fl

e you sure you're not

even I can hear how ridiculous I sound. He just chuckles, the

business card into my hand, "if you ever decide to mak

ring into the crowd, leaving me standing there, clutching his bu

t spilled champagne on *Liam Bennett*-and he gave y

ce barely a whisper

and, one thing is certain: tonight jus