RISE OF THE BILLIONAIRE SON-IN-LAW

fifty one- unspoken feelings

As the evening sun began its descent, casting warm hues across the opulent bedroom of Michael's apartment.

Deya Barnes stirred awake in the luxurious bed she slept on. Her head throbbed with the remnants of last night's revelry, the memories of laughter and clinking glasses at the bar flooding back. She blinked, her eyes adjusting to the dimly lit room adorned with luxurious furnishings.

With a groan, Deya sat up, her hand instinctively reaching for the bedside table where a glass of water awaited her parched throat. As she sipped, fragments of the previous night's events replayed in her mind like a blurry film. She remembered the taste of alcohol on her lips, the crashing sound of the ocean waves, and the feeling of sand on her legs.

Yet, amidst the haze of memories, there was a growing unease. She recalled little details of conversations, fleeting glances exchanged with mysterious figures, and a sense of disorientation that lingered even in her dreams.

Deya frowned, her thoughts s