The Billionaire's Secrets

ed her hands on her apron, casting a quick look at the new customer. He was tall, with dark hair and an air of quiet confidence, dressed in a well-fitted coat t

smile before grabbing her notepad and heading over to the new arrival. He was focused on some

ashing her usual friendly grin. She was used to late-night

t of something mysterious in them, though his face

ough she knew she wouldn't forget an

hen someone was watching her, and his gaze wasn't the usual kind. It was intense, thoughtful, almost as if he were anal

the cup in front of him. "Is th

his fingers resting on the cup but not lifting it. Finally, he

re to him than met the eye. She went about her shift, but she found her eyes drifting back to him. He didn't look like someone

his coffee slowly, lost in his own world. Finally, as she was cleaning up for the n

e," he murmured befor

eplied, but he w

hort when she noticed something glinting in the dim light. A silver pen, sleek, and unm

caution. The man hadn't given her a name, but the initials were a star

about him. Like he belonged to a world far removed from her modest life. Over the next few nights, she found her

e evening, h

omposure, heading straight for the same booth. Lily grabbed

sked with a warm, a

ing at his lips. "I was hoping fo

d and tried to appear casual. "Well, you'

d, eyes lingering on her

night. He listened intently as she shared snippets of her day, occasionally nodding or add

e, he looked at her, a

come here again?

e chuckled. "It's a public di

s he exited, Lily realized sh

number on it, scrawled in neat handwriting with the name Jaxon Wells wri