THE SACRED CONTRACT OF A BILLIONAIRE

uncomfortable. The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view of th

a sharp bob and an even sharper tongue. She yanked Chloe's sweater with a f

d. "That's b

e was dressed flawlessly in another tailored suit, sipping what Chloe guess

nny," Chloe snapped. "I di

tone calm but firm. "And right now, you don't exactly

ared with racks of designer dresses. Chloe's jaw dropped. The pr

t costs more than my car," sh

e a choice,remember you're not representing

ad a point. She sighed as the sty

the woman sa

recognizing herself. The black dress fitted her figure perfectly, and h

the styl

view. His eyes traveled over her, and for a b

aid, his voice mor

s the closest thing to a comp

twitched. "Don'

outside a glittering ballroom, holding a

id, glancing at Alexand

ile, hold my arm, and let me do the talking. These people

d hard. "And i

ander said firmly

ed her arm through his and allow

onds. Chloe felt every eye in the room turn to them as Alexander

Alexander

's that

know he wa

investors. Alexander slipped effortlessly into conversation, introduci

elting away as Alexander's steady presence grounded her. W

g in before she could answer "She was ad

of his lie and how natural it sound

nt," she added, hoping

o her role with shocking ease. She even managed to cha

la hours later, Chloe t

vably good at t

old you, it's all about

tight. The problem was, the illusion