Page 107 of The Billionaire's Fake Wife
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"Your revenge, your empire, that’s all that matters."
He folds his arms across that broad chest, "Is there anything else?"
"Obviously,The Wolf of Wall Street, took lessons from you."
"Actually, it was Gordon fucking Gekko." He smirks.
"This entire thing is a freakin' joke for you, huh?"
"On the contrary." His smile switches off, "I’ve never been more serious about anything else in my life."
A nerve throbs at his temple. His gaze intensifies.
My breath hitches, my pulse pounds, and liquid heat curls between my legs. I don’t realize I’ve taken a step forward, until he straightens.
He nods toward the bath, "Rest up, Bird, you’re going to need it."
