THE BILLIONAIRE'S FORBIDDEN LOVE

stake the moment she sat down

th people like her. She was just a concierge at the Rosewood Manhattan, a

he was the one

he soft glow of candlelight flickered against the floor-to-ceiling windows, framing the dazzling

found her immediately, pinning her in place as he lazily swirled the whiskey in his glass. The top but

completely in control-

oothly, his smirk full of amusement. "I w

rom him, forcing herself to keep h

dim lighting casting deep shadows ov

didn't even glance at the menu. "A

yebrow. "You assum

eplied, his gaze never

apkin in her lap. Everything about Adrian Blackwood

she fina

g unreadable in his eyes. "Because you don

threw themselves at men like him, the ones who saw

asn't one

look at you?"

kle, tilting his head sligh

ng deep inside her, a tr

et herself relax-just a little. Maybe, just may

the beginning