MUTE MISTRESS FOR THE ZILLIONAIRE

Vinnie grinned at the fact they shared the same thought about that annoying woman. And for some reason, she was also pleased he wouldn’t be squandering his precious time on someone like her. Although she barely had a clue where that thought even came from. She shrugged it off. The man shook his head as he dropped some bills on the table and headed for the exit. “This was your stupid idea, Alex. Now take responsibility for it.” He pushed the door to walk out but stepped back when an elderly woman tried to walk through. He held the door for her, earning a grateful smile from the woman. It was the exact moment Vinnie felt herself growing desperate. Her eyes zeroed in on the young man as he returned to pushing the door and walking outside, the warm wind of the day greeting him with a gentle brush to his hair. He stood outside for a while, still talking over the phone. Shifting it from one ear to another before taking a glance at his wristwatch. Vinnie’s eyes widened and her heart raced

For the first time in his life, Ethan Doyle was at a loss for words. He hadn’t got a single clue how to carry on the conversation that seemed to have extended for a million years already, even though no one had said anything remotely. Not a single word. Then again, it wasn’t as if the girl who sat across from him could speak at all. She was mute. Incapable of speaking or expressing herself in words. Like he could, or Jackson—his brother could—or as anyone else could. Ethan had always refused to evaluate others based on their shortcomings, no, he was determined to set a different example than the rest of his family. He was a firm believer that everyone was capable of something. And perhaps that was the reason he sent Alex—his assistant—to see this girl and invite her for the interview, even after rejecting her at first glance. So he could be sure, and see for himself, whether she could truly fill this never-ending void in his life, or if she was simply another waste of his valuable t

The shiny elevator doors opened up to a horizontal stripe of waiting space, revealing the imposing wooden double doors and luxurious lifestyle one could only dream of.Vinnie’s heart did a somersault as her eyes landed on the posh surroundings—pale walls, sleek lights, and a ceiling that seemed to touch the heavens with its ornate wooden designs. The sight did little to ease her nerves; if anything, it amplified her anxiety to a whole new level.After receiving the call, quickly followed by a text from Alex, Vinnie was bursting at the seams. How she managed to look like nothing absolutely mind-blowing was happening in her life in front of Maya was a mystery even she couldn’t figure out. There was so much happening inside her—so many thoughts and sensations pouring and crashing against each other, like a circus of happiness and uncharted territories, leaving her mentally drained by the time Maya dropped her off at her apartment.Sleep was a distant dream that night as Vinnie tossed and

Vinnie bit her lip and tried to feel a little less anxious as she simply existed in front of Angelina Watts, the lawyer lady Mr. Doyle had talked about, the one who was supposed to reach out if any input from Vinnie was required. Considering the fact that Ms. Watts currently sat in her modest apartment, staring at the glowing screen of her laptop and trying not to grumble about the lack of an air conditioner or a more comfortable couch that wouldn’t look like it had seen better days, Vinnie started to feel more and more conscious of the reality she was about to sign up for. Literally. If Vinnie were to be honest, sometimes all of this felt like nothing short of a fantasy. I mean, who could believe that a girl like her, the one who was never taken seriously by most of the people in her life, would end up getting an opportunity like this? For goodness’ sake, she would be moving in with one of the richest men in the city, or maybe the state—who the fuck cared about the stupid rank? Al

Ethan wasn’t sure what to make of it. In all their previous meetings, Vinnie had never appeared so torn—so distracted before. She had always looked nervous, sure, but never had he seen her so out of her element. This was different. Definitely. The way she was sitting so tensed across the desk, a soft frown tugged at her innocent pink lips, as if the world had done something absolutely stupid to piss her off. She almost appeared upset about something, as if he had done something he wasn’t exactly sure about, and now she was silently asking him to figure it out before she broke down. Good Lord, when had he become so attuned to her unspoken emotions? It was beyond him. And that ended up frustrating him even more. He was being ridiculous, that’s all. Or maybe… maybe he was just overthinking. He probably was. But still, something felt off, and he couldn’t help but be concerned. Could it be that she was having second thoughts about their agreement now? Did she no longer want to go th