Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Isaac was in his room, deeply engrossed in a long phone call.

"Hey baby, I miss you too. Don't worry, I haven't told my folks about us yet... Have you told your brother? If he finds out, he might just lose it."

"I wish you were here with me right now. I miss your sweet scent."

"How am I being a rogue? We've been dating for three years, and I'm still waiting on you to make the next move..."

"Alright, alright, calm down, darling. Taylor, why'd you hang up on me again?"

Meanwhile, Wayne was in Winston's room, totally absorbed in a video game. Winston, however, was standing on the balcony on the second floor. He was peering through the lush trees at the house next door. The lights were bright, and faint sounds of lively music reached his ears. It seemed like a happening party.

Maybe he could swing by, wish Cassie a happy birthday, and then head

black Mercedes pulled into the villa's driveway. It looked like Neil's guests had arrived. A flicker of disappointment crossed Winston's face. But he went back to tell Wayne, "Let's go, the guests are here." Winston was the first to welcome the guests. As he made his way down the stairs, he saw the butler leading in three people. They looked like a

too well. They were Chloe's foster parents. Though he hadn't met them directly, he was well-acquainted with their reputations. As Chloe's therapist, he knew her psychological struggles stemmed from them. Jacob's fading influence, Leah's fickle favoritism, and Lisa's selfishness and folly were all too familiar to

had invited them.

appearance, Jacob quickly said, "Which

calm demeanor, "I'm Parker Winston from the Shaw family. Nice to meet

was fixed on

cool, refined vibe,

gave off

of superiority.

the occasion, sporting a chic ensemble fresh from the Paris runway. Her eyes openly assessed Winston as she stepped forward, extending