My Billionaire Boss Is My Twin's Daddy
You'll do
Hilary’s tiny apartment, the night of the gala. Lila is helping her get ready.
Lila su
“Stand still, Hil. I can’t zip this if you keep squirming.”
Hilary Chin
nervously “I don’t even know why he picked me. He could have taken any model, or one of those women who practically throw themselves at him.”
Lila su
Grins “Maybe he likes women who spill coffee on his suit. It’s… memorable.”
Hilary Chin
Groans “Please don’t remind me of that disaster.”
Lila su
“Relax. You look stunning. He won’t know what hit him.”
Hilary glances at the mirror, unsure. The sleek black dress hugs her figure. For once, she doesn’t look like the overworked assistant—she looks like she belongs.
Hilary Chin
Softly “Do you think… I’m making a fool of myself?”
Lila su
“No, Hil. Tonight, just remember—you’re more than his assistant. You’re you. And you’re enough.”
Later, outside the grand hotel. A luxury car waits. Dwayne steps out, crisp in his tuxedo, his presence commanding the night.
Dwayne Haskins
eyes narrowing as he takes her in “Miss Chin.”
Hilary Chin
Blushes “Good evening, sir.”
Dwayne Haskins
Offers his arm “Shall we?”
She hesitates for half a second before slipping her hand into his arm. His strength, his heat—it makes her heart race in ways she tries to ignore.
Hilary Chin
“I… I hope I look appropriate.”
Dwayne gazes at her briefly, then looks ahead.
Dwayne Haskins
“You’ll do.”
Hilary Chin
Mutters under her breath “You’ll do? Wow, thanks.”
Dwayne Haskins
Glances sideways “Something to say?”
Hilary Chin
Forces a smile “Nope. Nothing at all.”
They enter the ballroom, all eyes turning toward them. Whispers ripple—Dwayne Haskins never brings a date, let alone his assistant.
Businessman’s Wife, whispering: “Who’s she? She doesn’t look like the usual type.”
Businessman: “Assistant, probably. But why bring her here?”
Hilary feels the weight of their stares, her palms sweating, but Dwayne’s hand stays firm on hers, steadying her in the storm of attention.
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