Betting On Love

The moment I stepped into his sleek Las Vegas office, Mr. Wright's piercing gaze pinned me in place. He was a masterpiece of charm and intensity, and I sensed I was in way over my head.

Behind his polished mahogany desk, his chiseled features and commanding presence made my past flings—a rock star, a pro athlete, an airline pilot—seem like mere warm-ups.

"I'm here for a job," I managed, clutching my resume like a lifeline.

He scanned it with barely a flick of interest, then leaned forward, his voice smooth as velvet. "I have a proposition, Ms. Davis."

"A... proposition?" I echoed, half-expecting a job offer.

"Allow me to clarify," his tone was firm yet laced with intrigue. "This isn't your typical nine-to-five. It's a deal that could change your life—financial security for good. All I ask is your... commitment."

Laughter burst out of me. "Mr. Wright, I'm job-hunting, not auditioning for a job as your...wife!"

His brow arched, a spark of challenge in his eyes. "Am I so unappealing?"

"No, it's just..." I stammered, heat creeping up my cheeks. "I don't even know you!"

"Then let's fix that," he said, his smile dangerously inviting. "I have your address. Be ready at six—wear a black dress: every woman owns one.

"Be on time, I'm never late."

A delightful Vegas-set romantic comedy unfolds with sparkling wit, unexpected turns, and the allure of the Strip, promising a journey of laughter and love.