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Olivia Carter is a sharp, no-nonsense journalist with one rule—never fall for the men she writes about. But when she’s assigned to cover a feature on Adrian Hayes, the world’s most charismatic and successful billionaire musician, her resolve is tested. She loves his music, but she despises the man behind it—too arrogant, too overrated, and too dangerously charming for his own good.
Adrian, used to adoration and headlines, is intrigued by the one woman who seems immune to his fame. When a fake dating rumor sparks a media frenzy, they’re forced to navigate the chaos together. But Olivia’s skepticism runs deep, fueled by a past betrayal that makes trusting Adrian impossible.
As she uncovers the truth about his past and he discovers a secret about hers, the lines between love and career blur. When Olivia is faced with a choice between the career she’s built and the man she never expected to love, she must decide—will she walk away from the biggest story of her life, or risk everything for a love that could be the realest thing she’s ever known?
A sizzling enemies-to-lovers billionaire romance filled with passion, secrets, and second chances, The Rich Musician is a love story that proves sometimes, the heart knows the truth before the mind is ready to believe it.

The Rich Musician

Olivia sat frozen, Adrian's words echoing in her mind.

Because I don't want you to look at me the way she did when she walked away.

She should have said something—anything—but for once, she was at a loss.

Instead, Adrian stood, stretching as if shaking off the weight of the past. "Come on, Carter. I didn't bring you here for a therapy session."

He smirked, but it didn't reach his eyes. "To prove a point."

She narrowed her gaze. "And what point is that?"

"That you don't know everything about me," he said, leaning casually against the piano. "And maybe, just maybe, you've been wrong about me from the start."

Olivia hated how much those words unsettled her.

She had spent years sharpening her instincts, trusting her gut. But Adrian… he was making her question everything.

He grabbed his leather jacket from the chair and tossed her a look. "Let's go."

She let out a slow breath, then stood. Against her better judgment, she followed him.

Thirty minutes later, Olivia found herself standing outside a small, intimate jazz bar tucked away in a quiet part of the city.

Adrian led her inside, nodding at the bartender before guiding her to a booth in the back. The air was filled with the deep, smooth sounds of a saxophone, the kind of music that wrapped around you and made you feel things you didn't want to feel.

She looked around. "This isn't exactly what I expected from a billionaire musician."

Adrian smirked. "That's because you think you have me all figured out."

She crossed her arms. "And I don't?"

His smirk softened into something else. Something… real.

"This place," he said, gesturing around, "was the first stage I ever performed on."

"I used to play here every Friday night," he continued. "Just me and my guitar, hoping someone would listen." He let out a small laugh. "Most of the time, no one did."

Olivia stared at him, a strange warmth spreading through her chest.

This wasn't the arrogant, untouchable billionaire she had painted in her mind. This was a man who had struggled, who had chased a dream with nothing but raw talent and stubborn determination.

And she had spent so much time believing the worst about him.

"I wanted you to see this place," Adrian said, his gaze steady on hers. "Because if you're going to write a story about me, you should at least know where I came from."

Olivia swallowed hard. "I don't know if I can write that story."

Because it would mean getting too close.

Because it would mean admitting that her heart was starting to betray her.

So instead, she whispered, "Because I don't know what's real anymore."

Adrian didn't look away. "Then maybe it's time you stop running from the truth."

But as she sat there, surrounded by music and the weight of unspoken words between them, she knew one thing.

She wasn't sure she wanted to run anymore.

Chapter 14: The Walls Start to Crumble