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THE LOVE OF THE BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 2  Thinking About Him

Word Count: 1105    |    Released on: 29/10/2026

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t think

r my recital piece propped in front of me. I did not think about broad shoulders or cold eyes or a voice flat enough to cut

. On the third try I realized I had been staring at the same four bars f

s," I muttered, se

zzed on the

I need d

t trust myself alone in a practice room with my brain circling the same square inch of memory over and o

"he watched you leave. He stood outside in the cold and

I spilled his drink on myself and want

ing on yourself.

tai

e kind that said she was not buying a single wor

npleasant and small. "I di

down, clearly pleased with herself. "Michael said Drake does not come to those parties. Ever. He show

eans no

stands in a corner with his team and answers questions in one sentence and

a small strip off the corner without mean

, leaning forward, "y

d him in front of half the room. That is not the

late, entirely unrepentant. "Men like that get told yes their entir

s part of me was still thinking about the way his jaw had tightened right before I walked

t part of m

hird movement and forget the entire conversation had happened. I made it as far as the front hallway b

on?" I asked,

th excitement. "They are renovating the west wing. New practice rooms

ed by

tilt slightly under my feet before I even read the name printed a

cou

and my music, now had his name stitched into its foundation. I stood there staring at the flyer until someone bum

ut loud, alone in the elevator. "It is a bus

t belie

eaving late, running the same passages until my fingers ached and my mind finally, blessedly, went quiet. I did not think about him. I told

most

an email notification lighting up the screen. I almost ignored it, assuming it

ead Apex Racing,

still on the c

ed me that a representative from the conservatory board had recommended me, along with two other students, to perform at a private fundraising event for Apex Rac

ard to heari

thing I was simply being informed of rather than asked about, and I sat there staring at his name signed neatly beneath those final words with my h

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THE LOVE OF THE BILLIONAIRE
THE LOVE OF THE BILLIONAIRE
“"Fine," Drake said, like the word cost him something. "She will tutor him. But this changes nothing between us." Lilian Cross came to that fundraiser to play her violin and disappear. Instead she walked straight into the coldest, most arrogant man she had ever met, spilled his drink down her dress, and told him exactly what she thought of him. She never expected him to remember her name. She definitely never expected him to personally request it. Drake Sterling does not believe in love. He watched it destroy his parents and swore he would never hand anyone that kind of power over him. Attraction is simple. Attraction he can control. But the moment Lilian walked away from him without looking back, something in him refused to let go. Now his little brother needs a music theory tutor before finals, and the only person qualified is the one woman Drake swore he would keep his distance from. Forced into his world of glass penthouses, roaring engines, and cameras that never stop flashing, Lilian tells herself this is strictly business. Drake tells himself the same thing. Neither of them believes it for very long. But Lilian is still nursing a broken heart, still catching herself staring at Noah, the quiet artist who has never once noticed her back. And Drake is not a man who shares, waits, or loses gracefully. As Lilian gets pulled deeper into Drake's world, she discovers he is not just protecting his brother's grades. He is protecting a family secret he has never told anyone, one that could unravel everything the moment she gets close enough to see it. Drake Sterling always wins. He has never once lost a race, a rival, or a woman he decided he wanted. He is not about to start now.”