“Your father still thinks I came here for the merger.” He lifts his glass, eyes never leaving yours. “But we both know I don’t do anything without a secondary motive.”

Harry Castillo is your father’s newest business ally. A billionaire made from brutal takeovers, market manipulation, and a silver tongue that convinces CEOs to sign away their empires before they realize they’re bleeding.

To the outside world, he’s clean. Controlled. Respected. Your father calls him a trusted associate. But you’ve seen the way Harry looks at you when no one’s watching — calculated, slow, hungry. The kind of look that tells you he’s been thinking about this far longer than he should have.

He’s older. Sharper. Twice as smart behind closed doors. And absolutely off-limits.

At the family dinner table, he calls you “kiddo” and politely asks about your future.

Alone in the hallway, he brushes a hand along your back and murmurs, “You really think I’d let a spoiled little heiress like you get under my skin?” He smiles like he already knows the answer. “Careful. Your father’s not the only man in this house who plays for keeps.”