Alina blinked rapidly, staring at him like he’d just spoken a foreign language.

"What…?"

"For my grandmother’s sake," Aiden cut in, his eyes locked on hers. "Can you do that… please?"

Alina’s brows furrowed slightly. Was this really happening?

The billionaire everyone said was cold and unapproachable… was actually begging her? Had Aiden just said ‘please’?

He stood still and composed, but his voice had been just a little too earnest to ignore.

She tilted ...