Billionaire's Seduction

away, revealing dark eyes that could melt any heart. I couldn't help but notice his impeccable attire-a crisp white shirt tucked into tailored

t time I laughed like that? "Well, I'm glad you did. It would have been quite a disaster to lose my passport, cards, and money like that." "Are you okay?" He noticed my hand shaking. "Yes, I am." It was all a shock. It happened so fast. The waiter arrived with a coffee, placing it in front of the heroic man. He added a little sugar and stirred. I could watch him as he looked down, inten

tell from our conversation. But he was also well-traveled. He regaled me with stories of his frequent travels, from Rome to Istanbul to Hong Kong. He was articulate and witty, his stories painting vivid pictures of his travels around the world. As we talked, I found myself leaning forward, captivated by his words and the way his eyes crinkled as he spoke. For the first time in months, the heavy weight of grief that had been my con

ows rise in surprise, and he chuckles. One I could get used to, I think. "Well, Paris must be a small world indeed." I'm staying there, too." "Really? What are the chances?" I couldn't help but smile. "Fate works in mysterious ways." He winked, sending butterflies through my chest. As the limo glided through the streets of Paris, we continued to talk. Dominic had a way of making me feel at ease, his conversation infectious. "I must say, I'm glad that thief brought us together," he said, his hand brushing against mine. "It's not every day I get the chance to rescue someone as intriguing as you." I rolle

ement. Could it be possible? After all the pain and loss, have I found someone who could be my match, my hero even? Someone who could help me on my new path in life? And while I'm visiting Paris! How romantic. I stretch lazily, a smile playing on my lips as memories of yesterday flood my mind. The way we met at the café and our romantic

e of Paris. He listened intently as I spoke, his eyes never leaving mine, making me feel like the most important person in the world. "I have to say, Arial, I have no one in my life, and you are bringing me to life. Your enthusiasm for art is truly inspiring," he said, reaching across the table to gently take my hand. His touch was electric, sending a jolt through my being. "I've always dreamed of finding someone like you." I was thrilled to hear those words

one else, not now," I whispered, feeling emotional but not wanting to explain. Not yet. He took my hand again a