Page 15 of My Big, Fat, Secret Billionaire Baby

Security.

Just like Rossi’s guys.

Discreet, professional, and probably armed.

Dressed in expensive but nondescript casual wear.

Holy shit.

Leo Maxwell isn’t just one of Dominic Rossi’s charming, party-boy friends. He’slikeDominic Rossi. As in, billionaire level. Tech mogul level.

The kind of rich that requires professional bodyguards even inside a high-security casino. I probably would have noticed them sooner if I wasn’t busy being flustered by his green eyes and winning smile.

Way to go, Sabrina. You picked another one.

Not just emotionally unavailable like Dad, but operating in a completely different stratosphere, replete with security details and probably offshore accounts.

This isn’t just a bad idea; this is potentially international-incident level bad.

And yet I’m not pulling away from his grip. Not turning around.

We bypass the main elevator banks, heading towards a discreet, almost hidden alcove marked ‘Sky Suites.’

Fancy.

The private elevator arrives with a softding. It’s all brushed steel and low lighting. Our two shadows join us inside before the doors close.

Leo swipes a keycard through a slot, then presses the button for the top floor. It illuminates, suggesting access granted. No biometrics or anything like that, but still clearly a restricted level.

The elevator shoots upward with unnerving speed and silence.

Meanwhile, the two men stand like statues, eyes forward.

Leo turns slightly towards them.

“Hey guys,” he says casually, his tone friendly butstill holding an edge of command. “Everything quiet tonight?”

“All clear, Leo,” the taller one replies without turning his head.

Leo nods, then turns back to me with that easy grin.

“Almost there,” he murmurs, his thumb stroking the back of my hand.

Almost where? The lair of the ridiculously wealthy and potentially dangerous?

I manage a weak smile, my throat suddenly dry.

The elevator doors slide open onto a small, opulent private landing. Intimidating pieces of art hang between four pairs of double doors that look heavy enough to withstand a siege.

Leo heads to the closest set of doors and I follow him, the two shadows close behind me.

This is it.

The point of no return.

I can still turn back now if I want to...

I don’t.

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