The Billionaire's Dangerous Redemption (by Claire Winters) novel Chapter 80

80 A Surprise Fit for a Queen

“Happy birthday to the queen’ Vera shouted, thrusting a rhinestone-covered sash over my bead before could protest

I looked down at the sparkly fabric now draped across my body. In bold glittering jetters it read Im the Ting Queen

“Vera” I gasped, half-laughing, half-mortified I can’t wear this in public

“You absolutn

an and von absolutely will,” she declared adjusting the sash to sit perlects on ss my chest Tonight isn’t about being polite or proper It’s about

elebrating YOU

The private room at Enigma was transformed. A giant banner hung across one wall proclaiming “HAZEL SHAW #1 BEAUTY AND BOSS Balloons in silver and gold filled

orner, and champagne bottles glittered under the dim lighting.

Stenha approached with a champagne flute Drink up, birthday girl The night is young and so are we

“I can’t believe you all did this” I said, taking the glass and looking around at the elaborate decorations

Sandro appear

beside me her eyes gleaming with excitement Oh honey, you

haven’t seen anything yet. This is just the warm-up.

Vera clinked ber glass against une “After everything you’ve been through this month.

deserve a celebration ht for royalty. And trust me I’ve got a surprise coming that will nuke you forget that scumbag ex ever existed

I’m almost afraid to ask replied taking a sip of the bubbly liquid.

Ta’s smalte turned muschievous. You should be

Musu pamped through the speakers, the bass vitrating through my chest. For the Tirsa tow to weeks left ptg unburdenal Herr suritnded by friends who

1

ely and about in Alistairs betrayal seemed distamake a hadido am fading in the forming light

We were twat rougher second round of drinks when a sharp knock cabs at th

door Vera’s face lit up

“Right on une” she sang, practically skipping to the door

She thong it open with dramatic flair and stepped aside. Six young men filed in each

more handsome than the last. They wore matching black pants and bow ties with

white dress shirts, then sleeves rolled up to reveal toned forearms

“What is happening?” I whispered to Sandra

“Just enjoy she whispered back, grinning widely.

The mer Helipun tront of me. The first stepped forward with a flourish, presenting

A massive bouquet of red roses

“For the queen he announced, his voice deep and smooth.

The second man approached, holding a sparkling tiara on a velvet cushion. With carefus movements, he placed it on my head.

A crown for Her Majesty he declared.

My cheeks burned hot as the remaining men surrounded me, breaking into a perfectly harmonized rendition of “Happy Birthday The last man wheeled in an enormous cake three tiers of white frosting decorated with edible gold Jeal

200 my god breathed corn between embarrassment and delight

When they finished singing, all six men dropped to one knee before me, heads bowed in theatrowl submission

sahe at your service tonight, Queen Hazel the tallest one said, looking up at me though Thurk lashes

Vera appeared at us sade looking immensely pleased with herself “What do you think

awwar dhday Certainment?

You re ma

laughed adjusting my hard “Completely and urterly insane.

Maybe she creden

Barbell me you don t ferf like absolute royalty right now

Stazhug these with my ridiculous sash and

sucromaled by

interdly nowing to ine (e powertop Desired by control.

These six lovely gentlemen will be serving drinks, cutting cake, and generally doing whatever you command for the next three hours.” Vera continued

Consider them

your roval court

Sienna raised her glass. “To Queen Hazel! May she always be surrounded by men who worship the ground she walks on-unlike that worthless piece of trash who didn’t know what he had.”

To Queen Hazel!” everyone chorused.

The night dissolved into a blur of laughter, music, and dancing. The “royal court” proved to besexellent company, keeping our glasses filled and entertaining us with stones and jokes. Two hours in, I lost count of how many drinks I’d had, but I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so free.

Admit it” Vera shouted over the music as we danced. “This is way better than moping over Alistair!”

A million times better! I shouted back, twirling under the disco lights.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify