Kings_daughter

"Men in our family never age passed thirty" August's father said at the dinner table. The fifteen year old looked up in shock to see his brother enjoying a meal like he hadn't heard a word their father said. "I'm not going to die at thirty. Never," Gregory, his brother, solemnly promised as they poured dust over their father's grave. Despite all plans set in motion, Gregory dies, leaving the family business to August. A part of his will states he's found a cure; a young human girl named Kelly Richardson. Kelly is beyond shocked when the unpopular billionaire, August Cline, shows up the same day her mother dies. He offers her a tempting deal to be his in-house guinea pig. Mysteries surrounding her mother's death and the mountains of debts and loans crashing on her, Kelly accepts. She will now spends her days navigating an eccentric billionaire, his animus nephew and the butler who sees all; while solving the mystery of the estranged Aunt Davi's return Not to mention, what was the deal with their red eyes? Excerpt "It's a beautiful piece," Kelly froze. This gallery was too large for them to run into each other. She wasn't ready. She couldn't face him. "Is it yours?" "What?" She turned on instinct and met with striking grey eyes. His jet black hair went just over his temples, and the rest of it stayed below his ears. His strong brows drew together in a frown, "Are you alright?" Alright? No. She was facing the man who brutally murdered her mother, how could she possibly be alright? Art is not mine