Hiding from Mr. Billionaire
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"You cannot fool me, I know who you really are." His hot breath fanned Vivian's lips as she stared into his hooded grey eyes. "And if you don't reveal yourself to me, I shall do it by force"
It is the mid-19th century. Despite society's efforts to turn Vivian into a child bearing housewife she is resistant. Her younger sister is on the verge of courting, pushing her over the edge. Young and desperate, she makes an ultimate decision that will change her life forever when she bumps into the most horrid business man she's ever encountered.
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