Mr Billionaire's Dangerous Love

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I first saw the look on his fac

I arrived late on purpose and d

entertain this absurd betrothal or the impending marriage p

cision on my behalf. They had no right. I'm not a chi

nt, and that betrayal cemented my decision to com

betrayed me, and I'm

ght-Liam isn'

now that he wants my friend too. If he truly loved me, he

n front of me says abruptl

stopping him just

be to be this attractive. But that doe

myself unappealing. I don't w

it's completely empty. The "CLOSED" sign is already h

emphasized that he was rich and famous, and I can see the benefit

" he demands, his deep voice booming with a

is is the man I have to face to get back a

have time for

e unwavering. His broad shoulders rise, his scowl deepens

. Maybe I should have dressed appropr

wn?" I ask, for

to marry?" he asks, disbelief cl

a pang of regr

r a moment, I think he'll start the conversation since he

an?" I repeat, still un

the table. Then he speaks, his voice low a

n't thought this through. Heartbreak makes

I reply, masking my emo

ack. "What if the paparazzi snap a photo? Do you

ou care about?

"I care about my reputation. And if you cared,

's right, but I re

you'll need to care about h

an order?

his isn't a normal marriage. This is a trans

s?" he challe

?" My temper flares, my voice risi

wider, cle

o myself angrily. Before I can launch into a full ran

ou like to order?" she

ndering if she's b

snap before L

ain, forcing a smile, though

s, throwing Liam a

oyi

our mar

say at the same tim

n a contract,"

at me,

together for a few years, then divorce. That way, our p

nking. Then he does th

und that reverberates thr

laughing at me, my ridiculous outfit,