The Distress of a Broken Billionaire
o the metallic coldness of the city below. She was only there out of obligation, accompanying a journalist friend who had insisted that she ac
pagne flutes that were being emptied at an alarming rate, all of it gave him a strange desi
s he
alking abo
se could attract th
he whispers, a male figure entered the room, instantly attracting everyone's attention. Tall, impeccably dressed in a black suit that seemed to cost a small for
ective fascination that seemed to surround this man. She was just a passing guest
" she whispered, grabbing Clara's
rotested, but her friend was alrea
r a glass of champagne which splashed onto a nearby guest. "Oh no, I'm sor
asters at parties where
uptly and met Nathan's gaze. His steel gray eyes seemed to bore into her
utching the broken glass in her hand nervously before
tly, a mocking sparkle in his eyes. "You have
she replied, straightening up. "I
s the crowd, where his friend was already deep in conversation
oyance and embarrassment. "I'm going t
could move away, he took a step forward
ait
f his voice. When she looked up, she saw that the mockin
ble," he said, almost softly. "Let me
inessman who had built an empire from nothing, according to the articles his friend had f
ply, not seeing the poin
he were trying to understand what was hidden behind it. "Yo
ld stop herself. "Do you like that, playi
wide or warm smile, but a slight stret
d. "But there are some obligat
e that surprised her. This man, who seemed so imposing,
th run away," she joked,
lly considering her suggestion. "Run
an elegant woman interrupted their exchange
ere for you," she said in a smooth
at the woman, his expression ins
one, but she quickly recovered, giving Cla
"I'm really going to leave thi
, this time with ur
why this man, who clearly had a thousand oth
s gaze fixed on hers
nfused. "Differ
," he muttered,
could form a coherent thought, her friend re
g to serve dessert," she said ha
allowed herself to be dragged away, casting
watching her leave with an int