Wrong Life for Mardi Gras — Victoria Pinder

�� �������� �� ������ ��������, �� �������������� �� ������'�� ������������, ������ ������ ������ �� ���������� �������������� ������������...Years ago, I lost him.I was young, reckless, and stupid enough to think love would wait. But Bill Carson had dreams bigger than me, and I was too scared to reach for something real. So I walked away.Now, I'm lost in Mardi Gras—draped in silk, drowning in champagne, and playing pretend with people who don't really see me. Until a man in a black mask stops me cold.One glance. One knowing smirk.And then he speaks... and I know.It's him.But he's not the college boy I left behind. Bill is powerful now—rich in ways I can't even fathom. The kind of man who commands a room without trying. The kind of man I have no business wanting.I should walk away again.But then he kisses me... and suddenly, I can't remember a single reason why I should.I tell myself it's just one night. Just a stolen moment in the chaos of Mardi Gras. But the more time I spend in his arms, the more I realize I was a fool to let him go.Because this time, he's not the one who's leaving.�� ������ �������� ������ ��������... ������ ������ ��'�� �������������� ������ ���� �������������� ���� ������������ ������.