LanaSteele

"What I want I get," Nicholas whispered into Talia's ear. He has been looking for her after a quick and uneventful date. Wealthy and connected, yet, he was unable to find her until they met again at an unexpected place. 

Talia, whose reality and her grandmother have shown cruelty had to take up different jobs, including being a waitress at a nightclub.

 At a very young age, she is faced with the offer of becoming the billionaire's waitress. 
On the part of Nicholas, he felt that Talia was the only cure for his illness.

 Would Talia be able to cope with a ruthless billionaire with a lot of secrets including the fact that he was more than a billionaire?
Who thought that Talia will go from waiting tables to waiting for Nicholas's heart?

Note: The picture on the cover is not mine.

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The Billionaire's Waitress

The waiter arrived with our wine as we sat staring at each other, passion-filled eyes to hope. Both of us were crammed with unspoken emotions, while the waiter removed the cork with an unnecessary flourish and poured a little wine into Nicholas's glass. Automatically, Nicholas reached out and took a sip.

"That's fine." His voice was curt.

With tension, the waiter filled our glasses, placing the bottle on the ice bucket before beating a hasty retreat. Nicholas did not take his eyes off me the whole time. I became uncomfortable with the stare and broke eye contact, picking up my glass and taking a large gulp. I barely tasted it.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, suddenly feeling stupid. I got a read that he was trying so much to be better for me, and all I keep thinking about was how to get away from somewhere he has taken so many measures to make safe for us.

"Sorry for what?" he said, alarmed.

Chapter Ninety-five