Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Connor's brows furrowed deeply. "What are you talking about?"

Diana yanked open her collar. "Aren't these your marks?"

Tears of defiance welled up in Diana's eyes. "You were drunk. I'm not blaming you, and I won't force you to take responsibility, but you can't just trample all over my feelings." Connor saw the red marks on her neck. He glanced at them briefly before looking away.

Finally, he understood what Diana was implying. "Last night, it was Barrett, not me," he said calmly.

Diana's head snapped up, her face a mask of disbelief. After a long silence, she asked in a trembling voice, "What did you just say?"

Connor had felt a twinge of reluctance the previous night, but now he was composed. "Barrett is one of Claire's people. From the beginning, his goal was to get close to you."

Connor watched her face contort as if struck by lightning and sighed heavily. "Last night, Chloe saved you. She got there just in time, and Barrett didn't get to do anything that's beyond redemption."

Diana grasped the meaning, but she couldn't accept it. Her body was covered in kiss marks from head to toe, even in the most intimate areas. She couldn't bear the thought that someone other than Uncle Connor had left those marks.

She collapsed to the ground, shaking violently. "How could this happen? Why is this happening?"

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toward the door. "Watch over Diana, don't let her do anything foolish," he told Faith before storming