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Billionaire Factor—Bryce

Chapter 1

Sofia

I’m not nervous.

No, I’m not.

I exhale a shaky breath.

Fuck, I’m nervous.

I check the time on the phone I’m clenching.

Five minutes to six.

The Midtown lights sparkle all around like the finest jewelry, reflecting off every surface, including the impressive glass entrance door behind me. This is a beautiful and luxurious part of New York City.

The familiarity of the neighborhood is the only thing bringing me comfort.

A Pretty Woman gig at twenty-eight wasn’t on my dream board… but here I am.

Nothing like overachieving your life goals. Not!

As I count down the minutes until my date—aka, my first client—texts me with further instructions as to where to meet him, a car drives by with windows down, blaring out a Latin song. It’s a tune from my childhood. My heart breaks.

My parents would die if they knew what I’m about to do.

My sister would murder me.

The ghost of my beloved abuelita will haunt me tonight.

I’ve failed my family.

I shake off the paralyzing thoughts.

You have to do this.

You need the money.

You’re past due on the electricity bill and if you don’t make a payment in the next couple of days, you’ll be living in the Stone Age.

I sigh.

If I knew how to hack into my neighbor’s Wi-Fi without getting caught, the thought of not having electricity wouldn’t frighten me so much. I can live off rice and beans. I can even live without coffee—God, that would be torture—but I can’t live without the internet.

I’m already neck deep in shit, no need to suffocate in it.

I trusted Lucifer and now I’m paying the price.

What about me makes me so damn gullible?

With shaky hands, I smooth down my dress.

I hope I look the part.

Todd—my booking agent—said the client wants upscale and sophisticated.

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