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

I kept pushing to find out if I was truly occupying Talia's heart or just an option.

"Stop being petty." Her mouth tightened. "I can't let any man touch me. I'm too fucked up to be with a normal man now."

I lifted my eyebrows, amused despite myself. She was no longer the frightened girl I brought to the island. Somewhere along the way, my little Talia grew some sharp claws and was starting to learn how to use them. Aggressive, expressive and intuitive more than I thought.

"That's good." I ran my fingers playfully across her cheek, then bent my head to inhale her sweet scent. "Nobody is allowed to touch you, baby. Nobody but me."

She didn't respond, just continued looking at me. She didn't need to say anything. We understood each other perfectly. I knew I would kill any man who laid a finger on her, and she knew it too.

Chapter One hundred and Thirteen