Page 13 of Bully Billionaire Dragon

He was called to New York City by his innards, and he just knows that that brunette is the blonde one's mate.

The fire in his chest had grown and grown until he saw her on that rooftop. The man she was with was not her mate, but someone else. Not the blonde man who she was meant to be with, but someone familiar.

It had warmed his soul to know that she was not with the blonde man, but he fears she will soon come to realize that he is her mate.

If they got together, who knew what would happen?

He is determined to succeed in keeping them apart. Even if it means that one of them will not survive.

“We must make sure they do not meet,” he says to his ally, Genevive, whom he has recruited to his side.

“What if they already have?”

“Then we must keep an eye on them both. I’ll watch the girl, you watch the man.”

With the plan in place, the inferno in his chest starts to simmer.

He will not fail.

Not this time.

Chapter 4 - TJ

Ever since I met the lawyer from KobiTech, my heart and mind have not rested.

All I think about is her dark green eyes and plump lips.

Women have invaded my thoughts before, but none like Taylor. There is just something about her that sets my teeth on edge but also makes me feel truly calm. My dragon has not stopped purring since we met her yesterday.

I fear that I know what is going on, so I do not want to talk to any of my work friends. They will see right through me. Which is why I am waiting at this skeevy bar for my friend outside of work, Shane.

Shane and I have been friends since childhood, and he knows me pretty well. The bar I’m at is a little dive bar about two miles from the office. We’re still in the city, but it's quite gloomy down here. It’s closer to Shane, so I agreed to meet him here.

Shane enters the bar and I wave him over with a grin.

I haven’t seen him in ages.

“Hey buddy, how’s it going?” I ask.

Shane shakes my hand as he sits down next to me at the table.

“You’ll never guess who is back in town.”

My mind wanders.

Maybe it's that girl Tiff Stait who we used to crush on in high school, or that guy Leo Hansen who we befriended during our soccer years.

Truth be told, I have no idea, so I go with Leo.

“Nope,” Shane pops the P sound.

I wait in anticipation.

“My sister, Taylor.”

My face scrunches as I try to picture his sister. The last time I saw her was at my high school graduation. She had a round face and body. I do remember teasing her because she was Shane’s little sister.

“And that matters why?” I ask with a shrug.

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