The Billionaire's Creed

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anyone before that I was willing to jeopardize the trust of a hardworking w

, and she had no reason to say no when our working relationship

Night Stalker Club. He had been my best friend since college. We invested in one of o

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friends, Pyke, the staff knew us. I also invested in his business.

or fifteen years from now, but I didn’

He arched an inquisitive brow

ht, so I thought, why no

ugh and through. So just cut the shit, and tell me what

nd let go of a sh

saying this, but wh

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lot, and let me guess, she likes you, too, but s

to dread when I realized Dash was right. D

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ill get her in my bed, and she will

ing, Mykel.” He shook his head. “Remember Pyke? What happened to their

together. And we don’t have to live happily ever a

ionship is not in your vocabulary. When she fall

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ey probably received the flowers, but I did not

or the office. Tomorrow their work will be don

threw myself on the couch. I was also starving, but I needed a power nap. I had a lo

ed my eyes when I heard a fa

. It would be here in a minute. Don’t w

ey was st

e. I halted to stop to see her scribbling on the notes in front of the box.

eyes were gorgeous, and she had these bu

n’t mean to

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fine to me.” Maybe it s

came home late. And thanks for l

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leaving in a few. And you coul

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retty hands-on yourself.” I

’t like to hear complaints from the clien

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ely. “If it isn’t too much,

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I looked over my shoulder, and she was following me

you could use

my kitchen. “I’m that

while. What’s a billion-dollar if you neglect your health.” I agree

lion, actually, b

surprised, and

to her. I grabbed some ingredients for the san

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t I so surprised that she didn’t know anything about me yet? But it

randpa. My parents died in a

like a knife stabbed and twisted in my chest

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hange in her posture. It might be a sensitive topic, or she was

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closed. My mother is compassionate and old-schooled sometimes, and I love her with all my heart. She never wants to do anything with my money. The only thing she

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