The poor girl who marry a billionaire

ee: A World

r set foot in an offi

t morning sun. The lobby was a world of sleek marble floors, designer furniture, and people in tailored sui

purse, feeling the eyes of the recept

n asked, barely glancing u

nerves. "I'm here fo

ws lifted in surprise before she masked it with a

to meet him

the phone. After a brief conversation, she gave

r to the top floor. Mr. B

ply. This is it. N

onaire'

hing she had ever seen. Floor-to-ceiling windows provided a breathtaking vie

ind an enormous desk,

t, piercing blue eyes, and an air of authority t

said, standing

s. "You offered me a

in amusement. "H

billionaire," she admitted. "I've never worked i

om this world. You're not blinded by power or greed. I need someon

o the chair across from him. "So,

Ask questions. Challenge m

hat's not what

is face. "I never said you'd

nto the

t Blackwood Enterpr

y, some with skepticism. She sat in on meetings where billions of dollars were discussed as casually

all, she felt l

She found a quiet corner near the

t you ex

against the doorway, watching her

ong here," s

ng just a few feet away.

e. They grew up with money, with connections. They

an imp

a no

ong moment. Then, to her s

inked.

s you're aware of what you don't know." He tilted

ng about the way he said it-like he gen

t terri

s and J

for people in the of

wood hired some nobo

a diner, of

be sleepin

ts as she heard the wh

nt, but the cruelty in

utives, told her during a coffee break. "They do

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do it better than

said th

ied business reports late into the night, memorized names and posit

he started to

e in t

t her first Blackwood Gala-an extravagant

t have a dress, and I wouldn't even k

nd handed her a box. Inside was

the ballroom that night, a

is

with A

sn't bel

s, lifting her chin as sh

murmured, his eyes scann

won't stop me from stepping on

kled. "

wed and couples moved to the dance flo

e wit

ed. "I don't

l le

is hand was on her waist, p

set of eyes in

staring,"

t t

n expert dancer, guiding her effortlessly. And despit

stepping into his world,

lionair

an end, Adrian esco

ht," he said as the

"Barely surviv

And yet, you'

ing in her chest. "Why do you care so

, something unreadable

e than you believe," he said si

. "That sound

be i

eyes. "And what h

er, his voice drop

e you were never me

eath h

gerous. He w

n't sure she wan