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 remarkable thing about Hong King was that it is rich in culture and never slept. And for that reason, you could get anything at any hour. I woke up at 4 am, and I was starving. She was underneath me, still, and she was awake.

I leaned up onto my elbows, looked down at her and assessed her face for a few minutes. She was looking me right in the eyes. Looking straight into my soul. But I couldn't read her, "Hungry?" I asked. We'd skipped dinner.

She kept staring at me for a moment, blinking at me like she was stunned or something. Then she gave me a little nod. A nod I knew she gave because she was afraid of pissing me off.

"Let's go find some food," I kissed her on the mouth and then got out of bed. I found a new pair of briefs and slid into them before heading to the closet for clothes. She got up and hurried into the bathroom as if rushing to throw up.

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