Those who'd been to the casinos in Beaconsfield knew the enigma that was the man behind the curtain. You could only get an audience with him with a win of ten billion in one night.

And yet, here she was, meeting him in this most unexpected place. Naturally, Brielle couldn't help but wonder if there was something about her that he wanted.

For the life of her, she couldn't figure out what that could be.

She had an average family background and was currently tangled in a mess. Why would this shadowy figure want to meet with her?

Perhaps her wariness was all too apparent as the man let out a soft chuckle, his gaze softening. "Come, have a seat."

"Is there something you need?" Brielle stood her ground, her expression composed, while she subtly scanned her surroundings.

The door she entered was now closed. She was in a tastefully decorated garden area with no escape in sight.

"Calm down. I just wanted to let you know that I might be able to help you."

Brielle frowned. She knew that nothing in life was free. She slowly approached and stood before him.

He exuded a laid-back vibe, but it was nothing like Dustin's. Dustin was the epitome of clean, pure nonchalance.

This man's ease seemed to ooze from a place of darkness.

give in return?" Unsure of his intentions, she played

man pointed to

her seat, her mind raced with thoughts of her

leaned close, his breath tickling her ear. "All you have to

recoil. But showing too much fear

moment, she stood up, her gaze sharp

already reclined back, appearing unbothered by his

kneeling obediently at his

the salacious scene. "I'll give it some

she eyed the door She'd entered

a means to

"Please."

beneath

prey in a hunter's game, a sense of discomfort washing over her. As the door opened, she

was leaving, she heard

anger spreading through her, but she said

the car, her mood soured further.

it into a nearby

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