Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Winston's expression was as dark as a storm cloud, like someone had poked a hole in his gentlemanly facade.

With a hint of irritation, he snapped, "No!"

Cassie lit up with realization, "Oh, so you're Parker. But calling you Parker feels off now, doesn't it? From here on out, I'm calling you Alex."

She quickly added, "And what about Aaron? What's Wayne been up to lately? Why didn't he come back with you?"

Winston replied with a shrug, "He's off in Hollywood, making a movie."

Cassie raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Well, look at that. The kid's done well for himself. Always used to be so dark and awkward, now he's living off his looks. But hey, Westerners have their own ideas of beauty." Winston: "......"

Since Chloe quit her job, she hadn't quite figured out her next move. During the day, she kept busy helping Ann with the boutique's renovations.

Lumine Garden was just a hop, skip, and a jump from Winston's private clinic.

Around noon, Chloe popped over to Winston's place for a bite to eat. They spent the afternoon chatting away.

By four o'clock, Chloe decided it was time to head out. Cassie's bar was having its grand opening, and she wanted to be there early.

before leaving, she tossed out a casual, "Dr. Winston, wanna hang out tonight? You're always cooped up in the clinic-how're you

Despite his playboy looks, Winston's lifestyle was simple-no smoking, no drinking,

knife in hand, losing himself in the art

he seemed unusually chipper. He was always the picture of

glimmer of

a grin, Chloe said,

over to

with a boxing ring, was all Cassie's doing-she had a thing for the raw beauty

opening night, the bar was buzzing. A

hand, announced with a grin,

Cassie is

Cassie is

story. Even within the elite circles,

and swagger gave off a distinctly masculine

rough-around-the-edges charm

it easy to overlook her delicate

being