Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Kash furrowed his brow, giving Chloe a hard look. After a moment, he reached out for the coffee cup she was handing him. Just as their fingers brushed, Chloe deftly slipped a small note into his hand. Her movements were smooth and practiced. With Kash's military background, he instinctively knew how to handle such a discreet handoff. He accepted the note without a flicker of emotion, hiding it in his palm. Their eyes locked for a brief moment. Even with everyone watching, their subtle exchange went unnoticed.

Why didn't she just tell him someone was out to get him? First off, Chloe didn't really know Kash all that well. In situations like this, she could only give a hint. Second, she wasn't sure if any of the people present were accomplices of the others. Having done her part, Chloe "Leaving so soon? It's not every day our Kash enjoys a cup of your coffee. Why don't you stay and chat a bit?" Alan suggested.

decided it was time to leave. But Alan stood in her way.

Chloe shot him a frosty glance. "Sorry, wrong room." With that, she made a beeline for the door.

Devon, who knew exactly who Chloe was, preferred to sit back and enjoy the show without getting involved. "Mr. Parker, let her go. She might have a class or something."

Mr. Parker had a very specific taste. Over the years, he was always surrounded by young college students, fresh and vibrant. Ms. Chloe, with just a hint of makeup, could easily enchant anyone. Yet, without any makeup, she looked as pure as an untouched lily. Clearly, Alan had mistaken her for someone else.

"Didn't I tell you to take the day off? Stay here today. If

man, who seemed mild but had a sharp, ruthless look in his eyes. Her voice was icy: "Let go.

buying it. Wrong

why did she serve Kash

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get. After taking so much money, you think just pouring a cup of

tugged at Chloe. "Sit back

Kash stood up, his face cold, ready to step in. Just then, the door swung open Connor walked in, making everyone stop and stare. The

quick to recover, plastering on a smile. "Mr. Connor, what

hand gripping Chloe's Chloe didn't expect

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