The billionaire unexpected love

ed haze. She thought it was part of her dreams, but the persistent pounding refused to fade

g shots to numb the stress, and raking in tips to make

with the bucket she'd used to throw up last night

eted her. "You look miserable, but that's not my problem. Pay your

eet. Dancing at the club paid some bills, but it wasn't enough to cover

muttered, avoid

r aside and stormed of

ped outside, seeking fresh air. At the street corner, she picked

s Hiring: Entry-Level

She qualified for the job.

vendor and hurriedly left to read more,