The Billionaire Secret Desire

ve it made her appear less like a senior in college attending a high-society charity event and more like a bewildered girl playing dress-up. She felt the weight of every eye

to a text from Jenna, her best friend: "It's unbelievable that you

ning at the screen: "I'm just here to get a

he opulent ballroom. The guests appeared to be focused solely on impressing one another at the charity gala, which was held to raise money for

on-talk about private planes, yachts, and charitable endeavours. It wasn't for her. She was bar

around the ballroom as she walked in, searching for a familiar face amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces. But all sh

aught sigh

eatures softly lit by the chandeliers. His icy blue eyes and dark, well-groomed hair seemed to pie

ed him with fear or reverence. He was the heir to the Blackwood family, which was at the top of New York's social sc

affluence never had to endure hardship or understand what it was like to fight for every inch of achievement. She w

med to have diffe

and the place. As she stared at him, Isla felt a mixture of curiosity and contempt. He

ed a collision of energies more than anything else, with two opposing forces drawn to one another. In the

r heel caught on the hem of her dress. Her hands flew out, and if it

a low voice tease, "I've never seen someo

ding right in front of her. His posture was so effortlessly composed that

la retorted, her tone sharp. "But I assum

und at the well-dressed crowd and remarked, "It's cute, isn't it?" "Eve

some of us do care." "Some of us are trying to make a re

ed words. Cameron's gaze swept across her, eval

said, his voice silky and smooth. "My dear, compassion

s icy indifference-shook her, though she wasn't sure if it was his words or his presence. Howe

my chances," before stepping back and making her way to the bar. The raw,

's eyes for a brief moment. It was more than jus

was brief, it