The Billonaire's Nemesis

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drum outside Carrington Tower,

ain smear the glass like tears he would never allow himself to cry. His father had built thi

while they bled Carrington & Co. dry. H

to deliver it. Now the Davis empire was

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es after her father's funeral, lik

no-she'd stayed. Working odd jobs. Trying to keep w

ting. Not out of pity. Pity was

id. Tomorrow, she would walk into his building-not because she wanted to

other life. He loosened the cuffs of his Italian suit, the fabric resisting before falling open.

he slim file already waiting. No assistants. No mi

folder. Lila S

in a worn cardigan holding a job application outside a bookstore. Her posture was

e photo once, then twice. "You've got guts showing your face in this city

, direct, and bold in its final line: "I'd rather ea

st. Instead, he waited. Now, s

apology-but with silence.

, Zane heard victory. But this wasn't abou

come to wo

an of

ent where she could hide beh

for him. Beside

hat power looked like when it

utside still roared with rain,

in her eyes when she walked in, thinking she

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