Billionaire Enemy Euphoria

That irate, entitled customer is my brother’s best friend, asking for my hand.

As a hard-working, independent woman, I’m not falling for a billionaire’s game.

Brock is my brother’s best friend who is back in town to save his reputation.

Going to mansions in his Maserati are fair trade to pay off my school loans.

The more we put on the show though, the farther his hands wander.

And I don’t hate it.

He gets investors to keep expanding his business, and I’m ameans to an end.

I see that flicker of vulnerability more often now.

And he’s laughing everyday now…

When he scoops me up in the rain to get us to a warm shelter, I feel how tight he’s pulling me in.

Will our hot venture be enough to melt his icy heart?