THE BILLIONAIRE’S BELLA
Kissing Jace Carter was never on my bucket list… but maybe it should’ve been.
One impulsive night. One clingy creep. One fake boyfriend request blurted out to the first decent-looking guy behind me in a club. It should’ve ended with a nod and a “thanks for the save.”
But no.
It ended with his lips on mine — slow, smug, and heart-stopping.
I didn’t know until the lights hit his face. I didn’t realize I had just kissed the Jace Carter. The Billionaire. Tech genius. Tabloid magnet. And now, apparently… my unfinished business.
He said he’d find me again. He called me “Bella” because I never gave him my real name. I laughed it off, thinking he’d forget about a random girl from a crowded dance floor.
But billionaires don’t forget. Especially not ones like Jace Carter
Now he’s back in my life, popping up in places he absolutely should not be. Charming, arrogant, and dangerously curious about the girl who tried to disappear.
And me? I’m stuck between hiding my identity…
…and wondering if one kiss was really enough.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 4~Jace Pov~Saturday morning, and I still couldn’t get the kiss out of my head.Bella.That wasn’t even her real name.It was something I called her since she was too stunned to tell me hers. It was just something that came to me something , haunting, and unbothered.She’d worn this wicked little short, silky, blue dress that shifted to silver under the club lights like it knew exactly what it was doing. A walking sin.Not until I saw that guy the creep who didn’t understand boundaries. She’d clearly said no. Her body language screamed discomfort.So I stepped in. I didn't think twice.She kissed me like I wasn’t Jace Carter.It should’ve ended there. It should have just been another night, another girl, another forgettable moment.Except… I remembered it.Too clearly.I exhaled sharply and dragged myself off the couch, deciding it was time to snap out of it.It was my Saturday. In our group, we had a rule two Saturdays a month,
Last Updated: 2025-09-06
Chapter: CHAPTER 3Tessa I woke up with a pounding headache and the distinct sound of someone yelling in the other room. Correction; two someones. One of them being my very loud, very energetic roommate who had zero respect for the dead… or the hungover. Groaning, I buried my face into my pillow. Maybe if I ignored the world hard enough, it would go away. Nope. Footsteps thundered down the hallway like a herd of elephants, and seconds later, my door flung open with way too much drama for 9 a.m. on a Sunday. “Good morning, vampire!” Sophie chirped, practically singing as she threw open the curtains. “Agh—Sophie !” I hissed, shielding my face like I was auditioning for Twilight. She just laughed. “That’s what you get for drinking mystery cocktails, Tess. Come downstairs, I made hangover soup.” I peeked at her from under the blanket. “That’s why I love you. You enable my bad decisions and then cook them away.” She smirked, hands on her hips. “I know you didn’t think I came in here just to open you
Last Updated: 2025-08-07
Chapter: CHAPTER 2(Jace pov) It took Marcus and a few others of my friends a lot of convincing to get me out of the office.. “ Live a little,” Marcus always says. “You’ve got enough money to retire twelve times over. Stop acting like life is a business meeting.”I always laugh at that. My friends always tell me to get loose from time to time and enjoy life at its fullest..and I laugh.I hadn’t always been rich like others that were born with a silver spoon in their mouth from birth, I built my wealth from scratch, brick by brick , just so I could be able to afford my present lifestyle and to make sure none of my children lacked anything, heck even 4 generations after him wouldn’t lack anything and wouldn’t have to work that hard, because he was putting the effort now..I had been invited earlier for an event which I declined, I never really attended these parties anyways, they still always invited me out of formality I tossed it to the side the same way I usually tossed the others that cam
Last Updated: 2025-08-07
Chapter: CHAPTER 1 (Tessa’s pov) I swear on my last functioning brain cell, kissing a billionaire was not on my 2025 Bingo card. I had a bucket list—a wild, chaotic, post-breakup checklist of things to do before I gave romance another shot.Cliff jumping? Yes.Drunken karaoke? Absolutely.But kissing a billionaire with abs sculpted by Greek gods? Yeah, definitely not on that list.And yet, here I am.After my ex-boyfriend Roman ghosted me like a coward in a Netflix thriller, I fell into what experts call “emotional hibernation.” Translation: I wore the same hoodie for a week, binged trash TV, and lived off Nutella and vibes.Sophia, my ride or die best friend, dragged me out of bed after weeks of me rotting in heartbreak over Roman (my ex, not the empire). It took a lot of persuasion from Sophia to get me out of bed… She yanked the covers off my bed and announced I needed to get back out there.“This isn’t a rom-com, Soph,” I told her. “There’s no hot rebound waiting for me at a coffee shop.”B
Last Updated: 2025-08-07
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