Billionaire's Sweet Revenge

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ner of Inferno and almost every other nightlife establishment in this city. "She told me her name was Diana. Long brown hair,

ince when are you

t was about her. I didn't even kiss her. All I know is that I want to see her again. I wa

far from my type. I usually go for alluring, sexy, and confident women. Not that Diana wasn't sexy... she

mn. Long brown hair and unique green-brown eyes? You're not exactly g

She called me Alec. It can't be that hard to find her if she's someone

ls you usually go for," he says carefully. "There's something I've been

one person he'd never mention to me under normal circumstances. My heart twis

ousseau. They picked a wedding date already. They're doing a lo

idence. She clearly picked that day intentionally; another way to st

first girl that didn't seem to be after my money,

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that I'd been working on for years toMatthew Rousseau-but she's clever. Or so she thinks. She hid her tracks well, but not well enough. Over and over again, I'm tempted to turn he

ready, so I knew the news would get to you eventually. Knowing her, there's probably going to be a media spectacle from the

her. It always has been-I just did

tta go," I

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to get over everything she did to me. Hell, I might even have forgiven her. I cou

years now. Every decision I make, every project I pursue, he's always right behind me. This time it wasn

ck up the photo I keep on my nightstand. It's a photo of Jennifer and me, both of us smiling-a reminder of what happens when I allow myself to fall in love, when I

nd, my heart twisting painfully. What Jen

never