Tamed by the Billionaire

Tamed by the Billionaire

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Lucas Sterling has everything money, power, and a reputation as the city's most eligible bachelor. But behind the charm and billion-dollar smile lies a man scarred by betrayal and convinced love is nothing more than a liability. Emily Harper is his complete opposite a spirited schoolteacher with a passion for helping others and no patience for arrogant playboys like Lucas. When fate throws them together, sparks fly, and Lucas finds himself captivated by the one woman who refuses to fall for his charm. As Emily challenges Lucas to confront his demons, a shadow from his past resurfaces. Isabella Royce, his cunning ex-lover, is determined to reclaim him at any cost even if it means destroying everything Lucas holds dear. Can Emily's love tame the heart of a man who's built walls around it? Or will Isabella's schemes shatter their fragile bond before it has a chance to bloom?

Tamed by the Billionaire Chapter 1 1

The low hum of chatter filled the grand ballroom of the Sterling Hotel, a glittering expanse of crystal chandeliers and opulent decor that whispered money and power in every corner. Lucas Sterling leaned against the marble bar, a glass of bourbon in hand, his posture effortlessly commanding. The sharp lines of his tailored midnight-blue suit molded to his frame, drawing the gaze of women across the room like moths to a flame. He noticed, of course. He always noticed. But tonight, their interest barely registered.

"Mr. Sterling, will you be gracing the dance floor tonight, or are you content to haunt the bar like a ghost of bad decisions?"

Lucas turned his head lazily to see his best friend, Nathan Caldwell, smirking at him. Nathan's gold cufflinks caught the light as he reached for his own drink.

"Haunting sounds about right," Lucas replied dryly. "Dancing's a waste of time."

Nathan arched a brow. "You mean spending five minutes charming some heiress isn't worth your effort? Are you feeling unwell?"

Lucas smirked but didn't answer. His eyes scanned the room, landing on a sea of polished socialites laughing over champagne flutes. He knew every name, every motive. Their smiles gleamed too brightly, their words dripped with calculation. He knew the game, and he played it better than anyone. But tonight, he was bored of it.

"Sterling," Nathan said, drawing his attention back, "you really should get out of your head. Or at least look like you're having fun. It's your family's charity gala, after all."

Lucas's jaw tightened at the mention of his family. "Fun," he echoed flatly. "Right. Let me just fake a smile and pretend this isn't the hundredth event this month where people clap themselves on the back for writing checks."

Nathan sighed but didn't push further. "Suit yourself." He downed his drink and wandered off toward the dance floor, leaving Lucas alone with his thoughts.

And that's when he saw her.

She stood near the far end of the room, partially hidden by a towering arrangement of white orchids. Her dark green dress was simple, modest compared to the other women draped in diamonds and sequins, but somehow, it was more striking. The fabric hugged her curves delicately, the color deepening the warm undertones of her fair skin. Her hair was pinned back loosely, with a few curls escaping to frame her face. She wasn't looking around the room for attention. In fact, she seemed to be actively avoiding it.

Something about her stillness, her quiet confidence, pulled at Lucas like gravity.

Emily Harper shifted awkwardly on her heels, holding a glass of sparkling water like it was her lifeline. She didn't belong here, and she knew it. The room was too glossy, the people too polished. She felt like an imposter in her off-the-rack dress, but her friend Melanie had insisted she come.

"Networking, Em," Melanie had said. "You're always talking about getting funding for your community programs. This is where the money is."

Emily sighed. She hated these events. The conversations felt as fake as the designer handbags draped over the arms of some of the women here. But she'd promised Melanie, so here she was, trying not to trip over her own feet.

"Are you lost?"

The deep, velvety voice startled her. Emily turned to see a man standing a few feet away, his head tilted slightly as he studied her. He was taller than she'd expected, his dark hair swept back with just the right amount of messiness. His eyes-piercing and unreadable-were locked on hers.

"I-what?" she stammered, clutching her glass tighter.

His lips curved into a faint smile. "You look like you're trying to blend into the wallpaper. Just wondering if you wandered into the wrong party."

Emily's cheeks flushed. "I'm not lost. And I wasn't blending into anything."

"Of course not," he said smoothly, though the amused glint in his eyes suggested otherwise.

"Do you always approach strangers with unsolicited observations, or am I just lucky?" she shot back, raising an eyebrow.

Lucas chuckled, a deep sound that seemed to vibrate through her chest. "You're lucky," he said. "I don't usually waste my time on strangers."

Her eyes narrowed. "Well, don't let me keep you, then."

For a moment, he was caught off guard. Most people either tried to impress him or melted under his charm. But this woman was glaring at him like he'd interrupted her personal space. He liked it.

"Lucas Sterling," he said, extending a hand.

Emily hesitated before shaking it. His grip was firm but not overbearing. "Emily Harper," she replied.

"Emily Harper," he repeated, as if testing how her name felt on his tongue. "So, what brings you to this... glamorous gathering?"

"Networking," she said honestly, though the word tasted bitter. "I work in education, and my programs could use funding. My friend thought this would be a good opportunity to meet... generous people."

"Generous," Lucas said with a hint of sarcasm. "Interesting choice of words."

"It was either that or rich and self-congratulatory," she said, her lips quirking up in a reluctant smile.

Lucas laughed-a genuine, unguarded sound that made her heart skip. "Fair enough. And how's the networking going?"

"Not great," she admitted. "Turns out I'm not very good at pretending to be impressed by people."

His smile widened. "You might be the most interesting person in this room."

Emily rolled her eyes. "You don't even know me."

"I know enough," he said simply.

She studied him for a moment, trying to gauge his intentions. There was something magnetic about him, something she couldn't quite put her finger on. But she also knew men like him didn't belong in her world.

"And you?" she asked, crossing her arms. "Why are you here if you clearly hate it so much?"

Lucas's expression flickered briefly, almost imperceptibly. "Obligation," he said. "My family's name is on the invitations, after all."

"Ah," Emily said. "The burden of being a Sterling."

"You have no idea," he said, his voice laced with both humor and something deeper.

For a moment, they just looked at each other, the noise of the room fading into the background.

"Well," Emily said finally, breaking the silence, "I should get back to pretending I fit in here."

Lucas's gaze lingered on her. "I have a feeling you'd fit in just fine if you stopped trying."

And with that, he walked away, leaving her standing there, her heart inexplicably pounding.

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