Billionaire Without A Past. Carol Marinelli

when I know nothing about you?’

      ‘I don’t play fair,’ he said, and she felt her heart rate quicken as he looked right into her eyes and told her that he made his own rules. ‘Come on, let’s go in.’

      ‘It’s going to be very loud in there,’ she pointed out, more than happy to stay outside for a while longer. She wanted to find a seat, to be alone with him, rather than be dragged back into the crowd. ‘Not very good for conversation.’

      ‘We’ll manage,’ Nikolai said. ‘We just need to get close.’