The Billionaire's dilemma

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oached Brad's office, she paused, catching sight of

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, she pushed open

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he leaned against the desk, fr

ce carried surprise

rowing as she sized up the intruder.

over her like a scal

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rried edges sharper than glass. "Darling, dia

of his nose. "Enough. T

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early, determined to bury herself in work before

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g coffee as though she'd lived there for years. Rachael lounged in t

of eyes turn

chael's narrowed in irritation.

othly, setting down her c

ite smile. "Claire A

man said, extending her hand wi

ling the quiet steel

theart, you've stepped into the lio

," Claire replied coolly,

All of you." His tone brooked no argument, but the

rown's

Brown cornered Brad i

ontrol," the olde

"They're grown women

p. "Claire, Rachael, Tatiana each one is a storm

wall at the city skyline. "

t before it g

t each woman pulled him, bound him

ns the

nthouse uninvited, tossing his jacket on

like the devil himself. "You rea

a look. "Stay

, she's a goddess. Honestly, I don't know how you plan to choose. But I do know one thing" He leaned

ence was an

toast. "To destruction. My fa

gerous

hington's most exclusive hotels. The room sparkled with cha

the weight of curious stares. Beside her, Tatiana glowed li

st list, not properly dressed for such an

the empty chair with a confidence that m

utting smile. "This is hardly

he only one here who doesn't need a title

r fork. "Some of us

ired back, "came here becaus

laughter and music swirled, oblivious

lass, his storm-gray eyes flashing.

late. The war ha

Cliff

o separate cars, Brad lingered in the hotel

when he fel

olumn was Martin Taylor h

his smile sharp. "Three beautiful women circling you like moths to a

s tightened

ropping. "Because if you're not, I

eply, Martin was already walking off into th