THE BILLIONAIRE'S MYSTIQUE BRIDE

serious r

t, smokey grey eyes. His focus was still on her

ough his sleek black hair. The remaining st

off kind of weird. But I can't h

sing her arms. "Don't start. Yo

ons are pure," he stated, his tone gentle. "I want you, Tif

she find herself here, caught in a situation she never saw com

en our eyes met... you felt it too, right?"

But he was right, she couldn't deny the pull between

led nervously, attempting to lighte

ve," he reassured her as he carefully intertwined his fingers in hers

he ought to have realized it was unwise to lose focus. But the thoug

scandal?" she probed, observing

I'm Zac." He smiled confi

regardless, but her mind was still on edge. "I'

aining outside. It's not safe to go out in thi

ain flowed against the glass, causing the city to fade behind the transpa

returning to the cold, into the chaos o

might give her the clari

her lips before she had

*

ots of whiskey warmed her throat. Across from her, Zac l

etween two people stranded by circumstance. But as

red her attention; his tone was low and

es, empty promises, ulterior motives wrapped in charm. But Zac was different

st time in year

key, exhaustion pulled at her. She

*

ed she was no longer on the

gs awkwardly dangling off the edge, his shirt slightly un

rows knitted even in his sleep, yet t

given up the bed for her, enduri

he duvet and tiptoed toward him. She only

ell-sculpted his body looked. Her fingers twitched, compellingly attracted to th

as she

t just before she could mov

Zac's voice was heavy wi

mmered, her mind scr

ed her softly, causing her to lose

ing to just them. His fingertips grazed the tiny area of her bac

gently moving a loose piece

you did it, but...

ms. She could feel her body relax into him. The faint

g the same thing about you."

er fingers brushing his face with a feat

re he could react, she le

Her words slurred together, her grip

e haze of sleep overtook her, pulling her i

*****

back on the bed. The

shed over here. But when she checked bene

beneath the relief, something

was

dside table. A bouquet of flowers rested next

b you. Call me when yo

phone number, scrawl

rough her chest. Maybe last ni

ck, reality crashed down on her. For the firs

all she could think ab

*****

you by m

Mia's mind as she st

into the room, radiating in

r you attract more dra

renzo didn't show up," Mia admitted, h

ink Zac's wo

ou're about to go on a date with a guy

her phone vibrated loudly,

message: We're on our way. Be packed an

shrink. The light laughter from mome

allowe

asing the sweetness of whiskey with Zac-the f

e free-spirited girl

was

o a duty she co