Seduce by the Billionaire's

ed so far away-so out of reach. Her once-thriving life as a socialite, a daughter of an affluent family, had crumbled to nothing. The man who h

r mother's health had deteriorated, leaving her family desperate. And when the last of their wealth was drained, Isabella had been sold. Not in the traditional sense, but in a muc

un cold. Alexander was ruthless. A man with no mercy. Yet, there was a quiet power in his presence that sh

m the shadows. Dressed in a sharp, black suit, Alexander Rossi stood there, his icy blue eyes locking onto hers. His face was unreadable,

deep, commanding, yet strangely c

time they met would feel like an electric shock. But nothing could have prepared her

etly, her voice betraying the fear she

ickly disappeared. "We all have choices, Isabella. You made yo

ely wasn't the cold, possessive tone of Alexander's words. He stepped closer, closing the distance betwee

, trying to sound braver than she felt.

d gently brushed a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly soft, but I

. Her father had promised her to Alexander as a way of securin

voice low. "In my world, loyalty is everything. And

nd her voice. "And what happens

te. "Those who don't betray me," he

t Isabella Monroe. She was now a possession-a part of his empi

r, glancing over his shoulder. "Get some rest, Isabella.

d, empty room. Her heart pounded in her chest as the realization h