Chapter 47: Emma

The doorbell rang, and my heart skipped a beat. Liam Harrington, Mr. Billionaire himself, was about to enter my world – my small but cozy apartment. It was a far cry from his sprawling estate, but I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of satisfaction knowing he was about to be out of his element.

When I opened the door, there stood Liam, the epitome of a confident businessman, but with a hint of vulnerability that was rarely visible. His attire was impeccable - a dark, tailored blazer that accentuated his broad shoulders, paired with a crisp, white shirt that subtly outlined his firm chest. The dark slacks he wore complemented his tall, lean frame, giving him an air of understated elegance. His hair was perfectly styled, yet there was a hint of disarray, as if he'd run his fingers through it absentmindedly, adding to his rugged charm.