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ROMANCING THE BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 10 Six years later

Word Count: 1874    |    Released on: 20/07/2023

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ked, his demeanour purposefully reserved,

nson disp

an who normally accepted the presence of

ame tone, for he was not the type of secretary who was hesitant to convey his ideas, sentiments,

knew

fice, not at the window that looked out over one of Rome's richest areas. It was the ideal

understood what it was like to grow up raw and unloved in the shadow of previous great glories. And what had he become in

would give him a cold, cold heart. At least he sur

d, but he was far prouder of what he'd done inside the walls of CJ Johnson Soft

wealth exceeded not only that of his rival. He'd achiev

ng plagued

he period of his life he most wanted to forget. The one stretch of his life whe

ere small, exactly. But he was motiv

with his own hands and force of will. It reinforced his goals. He had n

excessively placid. Its own pointed jab, as usual. "I have arranged a selection o

nd so soothing here in old Rome. His vision had filled the whole structure.

him to move on

which was favoured by some of the more conservative accounts. A marriage may keep him out of the media, which hi

hild to the traumas he'd endured, most

mbarrassment to his own firm as a single man with big appetites. Chase was somehow less

g day and the beautiful flames that nearly engulfed his life. But he had no plans to commemorate the occasion. The woman

roup of anxious, greedy socialites will be

don't think that was on my list. I was

were related to ancient kings and queens somewhere in the deep, dark, knotted roots of th

led, then polished to a gleam. They were all completed in

humanitarian work. And none of them ha

sly immaculate but had been best friends since boarding school with a superstar whose life had played out in headlines around the world. Thank you, bu

istence had been a secret, then

ther's obstinate unwillingness to recognise his existence th

his birth circumstances and h

At least he made his way to the top

afraid I have to tell you that a spotless heiress of decent social standing is a

e prior selection of possibilitie

er you told me that your encounter with another wo

like her photo; it was photo

art of the digital dating

me, she was a sweet-looking,

retary

oos. I liked her more that way, if I am honest, but I can hardly par

stin's i

olled h

media presence and absolutely no hint of punk rock a

can't do it myself. We are the best I.T.

now,

way tonight, and all of th

eternal," Ga

I can smell the moc

ogy,

ng Gabby. He could see his inbox filling up. His message light was on. Instead of dealing w

n, she was the onl

dangerous

ad nearly destr

im back to reality and far

ries that had haun

m, he vowed that he would leave the past where it belonged a

ours

ember of the French aristocracy. She'd walked into one of Rome's most exclusive restaurants with her nose in the air, as if Chase had recommended she meet him at one of those s

e l

e started and completed within five years. And I believe it is preferable to stipulate, up

d more romantic encounter

he inquired, his voice d

and competent, who can ensure, to everyone's satisfaction and in accordance wit

that are overtly sexual. Approaches that are direct and honest

I've said something extrao

elt less charming. "Are you suggesting that we create offspring in a lab? Rather than at

possible, more severe than before. "I expect you will find your relea

s a robot. He th

dalous than a sexless

ctly shaped brows. "There's no need to muddy a perfectl

f everything," Ch

ve his people contact her, Chase waved off his driver and walked instead. He was dis

reckless whim on a moody November night very much lik

is

group, he realised that Daisy was a different

re

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“Chase Johnson was successful and a billionaire for a reason, yet he was lured by Amaya's smile. Remembering the moment when he'd walked into the living room and she'd flung her bra at him and he'd gotten a look at her bare bounty. Amaya caught his eye, all right, in a way no other woman ever had before. Then she'd argued with him and challenged him, and he'd found he liked it. Women usually become sweetly submissive around him. But she had been so different. Forget danger. Challenge could have been Amaya's middle name. Six years later, she ran into him again, and this time Chase became her boss, and he made her life a living hell, but she couldn't give up. She needed a job for her five-year-old son. Will she be able to reveal her secret to him before it's too late?”