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.

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, and definitely no wild parties. His

he'd have a carving knife in hand, losing

picture of calm, but it was rare

a glimmer of

grin, Chloe said, "Alright,

headed over to Cassie's bar, "Gentleman's

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

opening night, the bar was buzzing. A crowd of good-looking folks gathered

a grin, "Tonight's on me,

Cassie is the

Cassie is

knew Cassie's real story. Even within the

off

rough-around-the-edges charm

to overlook her delicate

loved being called