My Billionaire Casino Boss by Krichele Monroe

Author:Krichele Monroe [Monroe, Krichele]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-07-13T23:00:00+00:00

I step out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my body and another around my hair. The smell of something burning wafts into the bathroom, and I frown, stepping into the hallway.

“Thomas?” I call out, following the smell to the kitchen.

There he is, standing in front of the stove, a spatula in his hand and a look of concentration on his face. He’s trying to flip an egg, but it’s sticking to the pan, the edges blackened.

“Thomas,” I say, trying to hide my amusement. “What are you doing?”

He turns to look at me, a sheepish grin on his face. “I’m trying to make breakfast,” he admits. “But I think I burned the eggs.”

I laugh, walking over to him and taking the spatula from his hand. “Here, let me,” I say, flipping the egg with ease. “You’re not used to cooking, are you?”

He shrugs, leaning against the counter and watching me. “Not really,” he admits. “But I wanted to do something nice for you.”

I smile at him, touched by his gesture. “Well, thank you,” I say, turning off the stove and plating the eggs. “Even if they are a little crispy.”

Just as we sit down to eat, Thomas’s phone rings. He picks it up, frowning at the caller ID. “It’s Eric,” he says, answering the call. I look at him with wide eyes and make a series of nonsensical gestures I hope he interprets as “Do not tell my brother I’m here.”

His expression changes from confusion to anger in a matter of seconds. “You did what?” he yells into the phone, standing up from the table.

I freeze, my fork halfway to my mouth. What the hell is going on?

Thomas hangs up the phone, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “Eric announced our engagement to the media last night,” he says, looking at me with a mix of anger and apology in his eyes.

I feel my heart drop. “What? Why would he do that?”

Thomas shakes his head, looking just as confused as I feel. “I don’t know,” he says. “But we need to figure out what we’re going to do.”

So much for getting to the casino on time. I call in sick, and we spend the rest of the morning on the phone, yelling at Eric. He doesn’t ask why we’re suddenly in the same room, and I hope he’s too distracted by my wrath to think about it. I try ordering him to call off the announcement, but it’s too late. There’s no taking it back.

As we sit in the aftermath of the chaos, the dread threatens to suffocate me. This was supposed to be a simple deception, a way to get Hillary off Thomas’s back. Now, it’s turned into something much bigger, something much more real.

And I’m not sure if we can handle it.

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