The Pop Queen's Ruthless Billionaire Fan

rying to push down the strange, suffocating feeling in her chest. Dominic Sterling felt like

nment lawyers in Los Angeles sat around her dining tab

c accountants confirmed it. Caleb Marsh used your joint accounts to funnel

forged your signature on the renewal intent letter for the Perry Dal

oiled, but her face remained completely still. A

signing the lawsuit authorization with violent, sharp strokes. "I don't just wa

Perry Dalton is hosting a private charity gala tonight at his Malibu estate. Caleb is on the gu

raped loudly against the hardwood flo

pastels and pulled out a vintage, blood-red haute couture gown. The dress featured a plunging

r look like she had just drank blood. She fastened a heavy diamond choker arou

outh hanging open. "El... you lo

r black clutch, slid her feet into twelve-c

e Malibu estate. The ocean wind whipped through the palm trees. Dozens

r stepped out. Her red dress caught the w

be lights, blinding the night. Reporters screamed her na

r face an unreadable mask of absolute arrogance. She

ent Eleanor stepped through the double doors, the ambient c

some hungry for drama. Eleanor didn't flinch. She picked up a flute of champagne

wrapped tightly around Isla's waist. They were laughing, talking to Perry Dalton, the billi

til her knuckles turned white. She took a deep breath, fil

the Red Sea. The heavy scent of expensive p

ing toward him. The fake smile on his face

rained from her face. She shrank back,

f his scotch, his eyes gleaming with amusemen

em. She looked at Caleb, then at Isla, her eyes

The two words dropped into t