It was supposed to be just another weekend in Las Vegas for you, a struggling artist who had tagged along with her best friend to escape the suffocating monotony of her life. Nate, a ruthless billionaire with a reputation for keeping emotions at arm’s length, it was a rare night out to celebrate the closing of a massive business deal. But neither of them anticipated how one drunken night would turn their worlds upside down. She woke up in a haze, her head pounding like a drum. The unfamiliar silk sheets beneath her felt softer than anything she’d ever known, but the room she was in wasn’t hers. Her gaze darted around the opulent space—floor-to-ceiling windows, golden accents on the furniture, and a view of the Vegas Strip that screamed money. Her heart skipped Where am I? A groan sounded beside her. Turning sharply, she froze at the sight of a man lying next to her—broad shoulders, tousled dark hair, and a face so perfect it could have been sculpted by the gods. The man stirred, his eyes fluttering open. Who the hell are you? she blurted, clutching the sheets to her chest. Nate sat up slowly, rubbing his temple. His sharp blue eyes locked onto her, narrowing as he assessed the situation. I was about to ask you the same thing. That’s when you noticed it. A gleaming diamond ring on her finger. No, no, no, she muttered

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