Georgia's POV
Over the years, I'd been with a handful of guys presented to me by my mother. They usually had one thing in common: greed. Greedy for the highest fashions, greedy for attention, greedy for the wealth of the heir of a great hotel. I'd cared for them about as much as they'd cared for me. But we also had one thing in common: trying to appease my mother.
That's how I lived my life. I was so scared of losing everything, I could give up anything. Money was more important to me than cherished relationships. I didn't care what I did, who I hurt, what I ruined provided that at the end of the day I'd come out on top.
But suddenly everything was different. Wilson was someone I didn't want to hurt. He was someone I didn't want to ruin. He suddenly because someone I didn't want my moth
