From Hidden Lover To His Boss: The Billionaire's Ultimate Regret

ight. Inside the bedroom, the air was still warm, heavy with the lingering friction of their encount

his profile indifferent. It was a familiar, clinical routine. For three years, they had been nothing more than exclusive friend

g married,"

into the quiet room without

t she forced her expression to remain entirely blank. She

brought back to her biological family, having discovered she was switched at birth with her foster sister, Jordin. But there had been no tearful, fairy-tale reunion. At her ow

ion, Bailey had hidden in a quiet corner of the est

mself into oblivion over a woman he supposedly loved deeply. To this day, Bailey still didn't know who the mystery woman was. They had c

her vulnerable position within the Morrow family, he had forcefully tethere

. Probably to the very woman he

If he treats the last three years as nothing more than a game to pass the time, then I won't waste another second mourning it. She

careless smile. "So, was tonight a farewell performanc

e looked down at her. "Think what yo

d a property deed onto the tangled sheets. "The penthouse i

ing at her like a CEO liquidating a minor asset, fully expect

dry chuckle. "

refusing to let her nakedness make her feel vulnerable. "Dorr, don't flatter yourself. We were usi

in his cheek. "Bailey, don't be difficu

the floor between them. "Keep it. Consider it my wedding gift to you. Though I hope when you bring your new bride t