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Architect Sophia Reed sees every flaw in Damien Laurent’s luxury hotel, but the billionaire owner’s polished charm hides a calculating game. Forced into a high-stakes renovation under the public’s watchful eye, their smoldering attraction threatens to crack his reputation wide open. At the grand opening, with investors and rivals closing in, they must choose between the perfect façade and a future built on truth.
Sophia Reed stands at the center of the hotel's observation lounge, a rolled blueprint under her arm. The room is stripped—carpet pulled, scaffolding against the curved glass. Damien Laurent leans aga
Sophia reaches the elevator bank and presses the call button, the concrete grit still grinding under her boots. The car arrives with a soft chime, and she steps inside, turning to press the lobby butt
The taxi idles at a red light. Sophia's fingers find the card in her outer pocket, the embossed silver catching the streetlight. She pulls out her phone, her thumb hovering over the keypad—the same th
She pulls out her phone, the screen still showing the unsent 'Dame' and the read receipt. Her thumb traces the edge of the card in her pocket. She climbs one step, then stops, the wet soles of her sho
Her heel comes down flat on the floor, the wet sole pressing a faint print onto the worn linoleum. She brings the card to her mouth, the edge of the paper touching her lower lip, the taste of ink and