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“I broke up with you because you let yourself go,” my ex says, his gaze running up and down my body with open disgust. As I go to pass him, he grabs me by the arm, jarring me enough to spill my drink down the front of my dress. I open my mouth to say something, but before I can, a husky, male voice talks over the top of me, nearly blowing me over. “Is there a problem here?” he demands, and I look up (way…up) to see a man with broad shoulders, a tight torso, and the world’s most gruffly pronounced jawline I’ve ever laid eyes on. He's glaring down at Dylan. “No. Nothing I can’t take care of anyway,” Dylan says. “Then I highly suggest you take your hand off of this beautiful woman.” I swallow hard as I stare up at the man. His face is masked, like everyone else’s. I mean, it is a masquerade. But his nearly covers half of his face. It’s very Phantom of the Opera. I don’t hate it. I also don’t hate the way his absolute presence is making Dylan uneasy and making me a little…wet. “I’m sorry, who are you?” Dylan asks. “You need to leave,” the man says, but Dylan just lets out an irritated laugh. “You’re joking, right?” I don’t think this man has a funny bone in his body. After a two-second staring contest, Dylan takes the hint and lets go. “You know what? Screw this place,” he says before ushering his Barbie away. Everything around me has turned to white noise, and it isn’t until I can physically feel my chin quivering that I realize I’m shaking. “You spilled your drink,” the man says. “Come with me.” ❤️ Read Accidental Boss Daddy: A Silver Fox Billionaire Romance tonight. Free with Kindle Unlimited → https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0GHKLGK6S