The Billionaire's little secret

e image of his piercing blue eyes and the faint, almost teasing smile that had lingered on his lips. It was ridiculous. S

d into the shower. By the time she was dressed and ready for work, the familiar routine of her

keting firm's sleek downtown offic

er coworkers said, leaning conspi

merging with Clarion Tec

rprises. Ethan Blackwood. Was it really the same person? She sho

she th

a presentation for a major client, her man

s tone was calm but carried an edge of seri

r team members were already seated. On the table in front of them la

nreadable. "Blackwood Enterprises is launching a new venture in the

t. Ethan Blackwood. The man from the subway. And

is account," Lisa continued. "It's a high-profile oppor

ice, but all she managed wa

with Mr. Blackwood and his team," Lisa added, h

ncounter flooding back. She couldn't decide if the universe was pla

, her voice steadier than

first meeting is tomorrow afterno

ilding was as imposing as its owner, with floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a panoramic view of t

odern office space and a receptionist who escorted her to the bo

oor opened, an

g but effortless. He looked every bit the billionaire mogul, dressed i

al, though Claire thought she caught the faintest hint

a polite smile, extending her hand. "Mr. Black

er gaze for a moment longer than necessary before rel

ce was magnetic, and she couldn't shake the feeling that he was

t both exhilarated and exhausted. As she

h that only she could hear. "I meant what I said o

er heart pounding. This wa

she said, her voice b

nowing smile that sent

king away, leaving Claire standing there, wonderi