Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover



He was spot on.

Dr. Shen was as dense as a log. Just a moment ago, when she plopped down on his lap, he tensed up like a rock. And those eyes? Full of disdain. If he couldn't stand the sight of them, why did he even bother coming around?

Lately, he'd been showing up every single day, asking for the company of a few of the girls. He was too good for drinking games, too good for any games, really. In the end, all they could do was sit with him while he read. And he wouldn't even let them leave! The girls often ended up dozing off. He claimed it was some kind of psychological therapy experiment. But hey, at least he tipped well, which was the only reason the girls put up with it. Today, in a rush, she had roped in a few of the girls. He wanted more, um, intimacy. So, she gathered her courage and cozied up on his lap. But this guy was as unexciting as a monk. She sneakily checked his pulse, and sure enough, no excitement—his heartbeat was almost sluggish. But when that door swung open? His heart kicked into overdrive, like a freight train thundering past.

Hailey had seen her share of characters at the Imperial Club, but now she got it. Dr. Winston's so-called therapy? He had a thing for a guy named Cassie. Maybe he was hanging out here, hoping to spark some interest in women, just to deny his real feelings. Hailey found the whole situation amusing, so she played along, flirting with Cassie even more.

"Who are you calling a woman?" Cassie teased, pinching her chin. "Or are you still a virgin?" Her words were bold and teasing, worming their way into Winston's ear like a sly whisper. Winston watched Cassie's lips, almost brushing against the woman's ear.

Suddenly, a wave of anger hit him.

He stood up, yanking Hailey away from Cassie "Everyone out!" His voice was as cold as ice. The room fell silent, and people quickly got the hint, clearing out. Chloe saw it all and smirked. Looked like her hunch was right. Maybe it was time for these two to lay their cards on the table. She slipped out too, leaving the room in silence. Content belongs

Cassie sat on the couch, unfazed. Rocking a grey sweater, she had that perfect mix of British elegance and carefree swagger. Even with a cigarette dangling from her lips and her legs crossed, she looked effortlessly sharp.

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Winston, remembering her flirting with Hailey, felt his anger bubbling over. His chest heaved, eyes dark behind his gold-rimmed glasses. But Cassie? She was all nonchalant, glancing around the room. "I was wondering why you hadn't been to Promise lately. Looks like you found a better hangout." She continued, cigarette bobbing at the corner of her mouth, "Not cool, keeping all the fun to yourself. I've always shared everything with you."

Cassie chuckled, "Hailey's a gem. If you're not into her, send her my way. Her skin looks so soft, you could squeeze water out of it!" That was the last straw for Winston. He lunged forward, snatched the

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cigarette from Cassie's hand, pinned her arms, and pushed her down onto the couch. Passion, wild and untamed like a beast unleashed, roared as he kissed her fiercely.