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.

hang out tonight? You're always cooped up in the clinic-how're

his playboy looks, Winston's lifestyle was simple-no smoking, no drinking, and definitely no wild parties. His one true

knife in hand, losing himself in the art for hours. Winston, usually so

always the picture of calm, but

glimmer of anticipation in his

a grin, Chloe

over to

style, complete with a boxing ring, was all Cassie's

A crowd of good-looking folks gathered

announced with a grin, "Tonight's on me, folks-enjoy

Cassie is the

Cassie is

this crowd, no one knew Cassie's real story. Even within the elite circles, she'd

off

rough-around-the-edges charm

easy to

being called