The billionaire's secret game
19 partes Concluida Contenido adulto"Waitress," a deep voice called behind her.
She froze.
Turning, she found him closer than he had any right to be. His presence sucked the air from the room. He wasn't looking at the tray. He was looking at her.
"What's your name?" he asked, not unkindly-just... directly. Like a man used to answers.
"Ava," she said, pulse quickening.
"Ava," he repeated, tasting the name like wine. "You don't belong here."
She straightened. "I'm working."
He smiled faintly. "Not for long."
Before she could respond, he slipped a small card from his jacket pocket and placed it on her tray.
"Come to this address tomorrow. Noon. Wear something elegant."
She blinked. "Why would I-"
"You'll want to hear the offer." His tone left no room for debate. "And Ava..."
"Yes?"
He leaned closer, voice dropping to a dark murmur.
"In my world, love is a dangerous game. Make sure you know how to play."
He turned and walked away without waiting for a reply, leaving her with a business card, a thousand questions, and a decision that would change everything