Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

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I can contact your family, your brother Christian, who called looking for you. I can-" "No, no, no," I kept whispering like a mantra, shaking my head violently even though every movement sent fresh waves of pain crashing through my skull. Nothing made sense, and at the same time, everything did. Both realities existed at once, tearing my mind in opposite directions, splitting me straight down the middle. That was when the cabin door flew open with a loud, violent creak, as if someone had shoved it hard.

white of the snow outside. I recognized her instantly, even through

the information, but it wasn't there. Not accessible. And yet, at the same time, I knew them. I knew them in a deep, instinctive way that had nothing to do with names or specific memories or logic. "Gwen!" the woman cried, her eyes locking onto mine immediately across the cabin. She hurried toward me, stumbling slightly in her rush. "Thank God you're okay! We were so worried!" And then the name struck my mind like lightning splitting the sky. 'Mia. Cousin.

that had been held back for too long. Memories crashed through me in violent, overwhelming waves, each one hitting hard 1/3 enough to

wanted to acquire. The land that would be perfect for expansion. My mission to find out what it was worth, whether it was worth it, whether the family would sell. Arriving at the inn. The heavy suitcase. The ice-covered stairs I should have noticed but didn't. The fall, horrible and

hell the man carrying me so carefully in his arms actually was. The ring I had accepted with tears in my eyes. His mother's ring, something that had seemed so meaningful and