The Tycoon's Exclusive Movement
Fuzzy Melissa
At a charity gala in the San Francisco Museum of Art, I ran into my ex-fiancé and his new flame. They humiliated me in front of everyone—mocking me for the down payment my parents saved for my house and laughing that I was good for nothing but playing the piano.
Just when I thought it couldn't get worse, a mysterious man stepped in. Who was he? None other than the elusive CEO of Harrington Tech, Zane Harrington himself.
He drank the champagne I was handed—knowing it was likely drugged—just to pr...
Just when I thought it couldn't get worse, a mysterious man stepped in. Who was he? None other than the elusive CEO of Harrington Tech, Zane Harrington himself.
He drank the champagne I was handed—knowing it was likely drugged—just to pr...