The billionaire's curse

esence commanding the room. She couldn't shake the feeling that the entire world w

ling to regain some composure

g behind his cool gaze. "Yes. I've seen your work.

g by, her art hanging on the walls of a run-down coffee shop. N

don't quite understa

unity," he said, his voice low and deliberate. "I'm commissioning you to create a series o

ke an impossible dream. She had heard of wealthy collectors commis

s?" she asked, her voi

hat the world is too blind to notice. There's power in art, Sophia. It's more than jus

an unknown artist. And yet, here was one of the richest men in th

th skepticism. "Why not someone more est

e, Miss Harris, I believe you're the only one w

ook it, her fingers brushed against his. Th

stepping back. "But don't take too long. Opport

t, part of her knew she couldn't let this slip away. Adrian Steele ha

his shoulder. "And remember, Sophia. You're not just paint

tanding in the empty coffee shop, clutching the business card

s this the moment her life finally changed? Or was it just another game, another way

card again. The name on it seem

e. CEO, Steele