THE BILLIONAIRE'S MYSTIQUE BRIDE

ff my butt, Sir!

ld, disgust rising in her chest as s

pered, squeezing his hold tigh

en in customized suits, women adorned in high fashion

ackground, enhancing the

be her father, didn't seem to care. Seth Cornell-Vice Chairman

ely concealed for privacy, and their

for power plays, or for whateve

n a saliva sample from VIP

ted around him. Their amused expressions and mocking laughter m

," he growled, his fingers stretching out to graze he

st connected with his chin,

hall, thankful as she observed that the handful of lingering gues

er, but intense fury. Mia knew there would be consequences, but she forced h

mistake." The hospitality manager rushed in, his

ts?" Seth spat, slamming his palm on t

steemed sponsor," the manager insis

nto a firm line. She refused to give

er. "Ignorance is a dangerous thing, Miss. And y

n't Miranda, and she had no intention of staying in C

manager barked, signaling for a

iang's voice crackled in her earpiece, sharp and irritate

corporate environment like this," Mia murmure

"We're close to pulling off the blackmai

need to stay here anymore," she pre

," he interjected. "You have

id, slipping a carefully se

en. Your flight to New York departs in an hour.

covered her face with a scarf. With a new identity in place, s

g deeper into this nightmare. No matter how many faces she wor

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scent of rusted metal pipes filled the air. Each step echoed in the emptines

ow on their faces, making them r

l Mia," Xiang's voice r

der of the con gang Mia worked for. Known f

ong face?"

e for smiles in my line of work

for you, a delicate one that will requ

" Mia snapped, her bro

envelope on the dusty table, pulled ou

rely registered it-she could already sense Xiang's s

ang explained, clearing his throat. "He's known for spo

lusive club. You'll go there, pose as a new stripper, follow h

itched. "You... you wan

If you want to get close, you'll have to d

stomach twisted. "T

t she turned away, wiping it before anyone coul

g to survive all for a debt she never owed. But this? Giving awa

a... a stripper. I've never done anything l

Or did you think undercover work only meant li

nst the weight of her own humiliation. "Is...

t, approaching her with

match it perfectly. So if bedding him is th

father to you instead? Would

s, Mia. And even if you do find him, you really think he ca

to his seat. Something inside Mia snapped, causin

ang... you know it. But pleas

ss his face as he slowly brush

you an offer," Xiang began, his t

this, but I'm feel

owed hard

tinued, "maybe... just maybe, you

choose to run away, knowing Xiang would hunt her down? Refuse,

ed. One last job

exhaled

, though it felt like a noos

back, satisfied. "Go home and get some