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Angel Johnson was a waitress struggling to make ends meet when an unexpected contract with Tryson Bliss, one of City Y's most powerful and ruthless billionaires, changed everything.

Tryson needed a fiancée to appease his demanding family, and Angel, desperate for money and a way out of her humdrum life, agreed to play the part.

What began as a calculated arrangement soon evolved into something neither of them expected—an intense and forbidden connection.

But when Tryson's family uncovers Angel's true motives, they cast her out with venomous disdain.

Humiliated and heartbroken, Angel's last hope is confronting Tryson. But instead of an apology or a chance at redemption, she finds herself shattered when he declares that he has chosen his first love, Riley, the woman he was preparing to marry.

Devastated and with only her pride left, Angel walks away, determined to rebuild her life alone.

Two months later, Angel is lost in the pulse of the music at a dark, crowded bar, seeking refuge in anonymity.

A hand seizes her from behind, and her breath catches as she turns to face the man she can't forget—Tryson.

His eyes, once cold and calculating, are now stormy with raw emotion, and he pulls her into his orbit, holding out the contract she once signed. 

"We haven't finished our work, Angel. The contract says you have a year left to be my fiancée. Don't tell me you're planning on breaching it now."

With no choice but to comply, Angel moves back into the house that once rejected her.

But to her surprise, the family she once loathed now welcomes her with unexpected warmth and kindness.

As she navigates this unsettling shift, Angel is left to wonder—what has changed, and why?

What secrets do they hide that could alter everything she thought she knew about Tryson and his family?

And as Angel's heart begins to thaw, she's confronted with the hardest question of all: Can she keep the secrets she's hidden from Tryson?

And will Tryson fight for her love a second time, despite everything that has come between them?

THE BILLIONAIRE STILL WANTS HER!

"Of course it's you," she remarked, her voice carrying a sly edge.

Tryson's brows knitted together, a frown tugging at his expression. His mind raced, trying to decipher the meaning behind her words.

"What do you mean by that?" he asked, his voice low, curiosity and caution mingling in his tone.

Angel didn't answer right away. Instead, she leaned back against the seat, a knowing smirk playing on her lips as if she'd just uncovered a secret.

Then she leaned in slightly, her gaze locking onto Tryson's with an intensity that made the air between them crackle.

It was as if she were studying his every reaction, searching for the faintest crack in his composure. But really—what else could she expect from him?

Without breaking eye contact, she moved her hand towards his thigh, her fingers brushing against the fabric of his pants before tightening in a firm grip.

Just to be sure...