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In the city that never sleeps, Olivia Harper is a rising star in the marketing world, a self-made woman determined to carve her own path. When a chance encounter at an exclusive rooftop bar leads to a passionate night with Nathaniel Sinclair-New York's most elusive billionaire-she expects nothing more than a fleeting memory. But when fate keeps pulling them back together, Olivia finds herself entangled in a world of luxury, power, and secrets she never anticipated. As Nathaniel's past and ruthless business empire threaten their growing connection, Olivia must decide if love is worth the risk-or if walking away is the only way to protect her heart.
The rain fell in relentless sheets over New York City, blurring the dazzling neon lights of Times Square into a kaleidoscope of color. The city was alive, as it always was, with the hum of ambition and the clang of late-night traffic. Amid the chaos, inside an exclusive rooftop bar, Olivia Harper found herself nursing a martini, her fingers tapping idly against the stem of the glass. She wasn't one for lavish venues, but tonight had been an exception-her best friend's engagement party demanded no less.
Dressed in a sleek, emerald-green dress that hugged her curves, Olivia was striking. Her auburn hair fell in loose waves, and her sharp hazel eyes scanned the room. She was a woman who had worked tirelessly to build her own marketing firm, and it showed in the confidence she exuded-even when she felt completely out of her element.
"Care for some company?" a deep, smooth voice asked from behind her.
Startled, Olivia turned to find a man who seemed like he had stepped right off the pages of a high-end fashion magazine. He was tall, with a chiseled jawline, piercing blue eyes, and a charcoal-gray suit that screamed bespoke. His dark hair was perfectly tousled, as if he had just run a hand through it-effortlessly charming. Everything about him radiated wealth and power.
"That depends," Olivia replied, arching an eyebrow. "Are you interesting enough to justify it?"
A slow, disarming smile spread across his lips. "I suppose that's for you to decide."
She couldn't help but laugh. "Fine, sit. But only because I'm bored, and you seem like you have good taste in suits."
He took the seat beside her, extending a hand. "Nathaniel Sinclair. But you can call me Nate."
The name struck a chord. Nathaniel Sinclair-the reclusive billionaire tech mogul whose name was often splashed across the headlines. Rumor had it he was ruthless in business, brilliant in innovation, and notoriously unattached.
"Olivia Harper," she said, shaking his hand. "Though I'm guessing you already knew that."
"Touché," he admitted, his grin widening. "You run Harper Strategies. I've been following your work. Impressive campaigns, especially the one for the Metro City Hotel."
"Flattery will get you nowhere," she quipped, though she couldn't deny the warmth his compliment brought.
Their conversation flowed effortlessly, the hours slipping away unnoticed. There was something intoxicating about Nathaniel-not just his looks or his wealth, but the way he listened, genuinely intrigued by her thoughts and ideas.
As the evening deepened, the air between them grew charged, the city's energy mirrored in their connection. When Nathaniel leaned in, his voice low and filled with promise, he asked, "Would you like to get out of here?"
Olivia hesitated for only a moment. It was reckless and out of character, but there was a magnetism between them that she couldn't ignore.
"Yes," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
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A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
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