The Lost Billionaire’s Lover
For five years, Lena Whitmore had lived with a broken heart. The love of her life, Kian davenport, had vanished without a trace, leaving with a rumor of being drowned by his competitors.
His name, once etched in gold across SimsVille’s skyline, now vanished, as though he wasn't the richest man in Simsville.
But Lena never believed he was truly gone.
Lena was shocked by the appearance of a stranger, who appears at a high-profile gala, as she believes the strange individual was Kian with forgotten memories, before engaging in series of adventures.
Kian returns, changed with no memory of Lena or their love. As she uncovers the truth behind his disappearance, danger looms. Will love prevail, or would the past consume them?
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Chapter: Chapter 34- Kiander's orders. LENA'S POV The room grew still. Then quiet. Then silent. Kian smiled faintly. And the silence turned to stone. He was Kiander Davenport reborn in confidence, in poise, in quiet power. The room felt it. Subtle shifts—attention drawn like iron filings to a magnet. Kian raised his gaze, scanning each face around the table, one by one. His expression grew colder, harder. There was calculation in his stare. Then he smiled. And spoke. "You know, I’ve always believed snakes don’t bite unless they feel cornered. So here’s a warning: don’t get comfortable." I inhaled sharply. That voice—steady, deep, edged with threat—it was him. It was Kiander. The room was stunned. He continued, as if he hadn’t just dropped a thunderbolt in the middle of the table. "Now," he said, casually dusting his cuff, "let’s talk about Whitmore Enterprises." He shifted in his seat, every bit the composed magnate, and began laying out plans, strategies, and long-term investments that I ha
Last Updated: 2025-04-30
Chapter: Chapter 33- Mr Kiander is back!LENA'S POV The flash of cameras burst like a lightning storm the moment we stepped past the press corridor. Kian flinched beside me, his hand subtly brushing against mine. I could feel the tension in his every step, but he didn’t falter. Neither did I. We moved as one through the tunnel of lights, blinded by the glimmer of lenses and the shouts of journalists echoing off the marble walls. "Mr. Kiander! Mr. Kiander, is it really you?!" "Lena Whitmore, can we get a statement about the reappearance of the Hudsonville mogul?" "What happened five years ago? Is he really back from the dead?!" Their questions fell like rain—relentless and sharp. Kian kept his head down, his jaw clenched. I didn’t look at him, but I could feel his discomfort through the weight of their stares. I stepped forward, slightly ahead, forming a silent barrier between him and the circus. "There will be a press meeting scheduled soon," I said, voice firm, eyes straight ahead. "We appreciate your interest, but t
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Chapter: Chapter 32- The man of the past LENA'S POV It was early afternoon when we arrived at the Hudsonville Corporate Summit, a towering structure of steel and prestige that buzzed with the scent of ambition and perfume. The glass doors glimmered beneath a grand archway etched with gold leaf, welcoming CEOs, entrepreneurs, and business royalty from every corner of the state. I adjusted the cuff of my blazer and glanced at Kian beside me. He looked stunning. Controlled. A little too controlled, if I were honest. That rigid jawline, the unreadable calm across his face—it was all a mask he wore too well. I’d seen him like this before. Not just recently. Years ago. And the murmurs confirmed I wasn’t the only one who noticed. “Wait… is that…?” “Kiander Davenport? But he’s—” “No, it’s just someone who looks like him. Can’t be.” “They say he vanished. Never found a body, though.” My hand instinctively reached for Kian’s wrist, my fingers closing around his skin. He flinched slightly at the contact, then relaxed. “They’r
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Chapter: Chapter 31- Shebi!!Back in the office, Kian slouched into the guest chair in Lena’s room. The air was thick with numbers, paperwork, and the scent of her perfume that always lingered like a calm he hadn’t earned.She looked up from her tablet. “You look like someone kicked your sandwich across the cafeteria.”“Close,” he muttered.She raised a brow. “Want to talk about it, or should I break into a spontaneous musical number to cheer you up?”That made him laugh, a low sound he didn’t expect.“You sing?” he asked.She shrugged. “Terribly. But I dance pretty well. Especially in heels. You should see my two-step spin.”He shook his head, grinning now despite the weight on his shoulders.“Come on,” she said, setting the tablet aside. “We’re going to play a game.”“A game?”“Yeah. Something harmless. Two truths and a lie. Come on, Kiander.”He winced. “Still not used to hearing that.”She smiled gently. “Then maybe it’s time to start.”***********KIAN'S POV Lena leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, a sl
Last Updated: 2025-04-29
Chapter: Chapter 30: Mr Kiander The day had barely begun when Kian stepped into the building, his steps as measured and focused as they’d always been, yet something felt different. The receptionists at the front desk, who usually offered polite nods or quiet greetings, now seemed unnervingly enthusiastic."Good morning, Mr. Kiander," one of them said with a smile far too bright for the early hour. Her eyes sparkled with something beyond courtesy—awe, perhaps, or curiosity. Kian paused, lips slightly parted, wondering if he had heard wrong.Kiander?The name rang strangely in his ears, like a whisper from a dream he couldn’t quite remember. He managed a small nod and kept walking, brushing the confusion aside. Maybe she had simply misread something on the employee board.But as he moved deeper into the heart of Whitmore Enterprises, the pattern repeated."Good day, Mr. Kiander.""Sir, do you need assistance with your schedule today?""We weren't informed that Mr. Kiander would be visiting this floor today."The whisp
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Chapter: Chapter 29: Almosts and AfterthoughtsKIAN'S POV Her breath hovered inches from mine, the warmth of it grazing my lips, but neither of us moved. Not forward. Not away. We were suspended in that delicate space between longing and restraint, the hum of the truck’s engine whispering beneath the tension. Then, as if summoned by the universe just to mock me, my phone buzzed violently in my pocket. Lena blinked, then laughed softly, a breathy sound that stung with its suddenness. I muttered a curse under my breath and pulled away, glancing at the screen. DANNY (NEIGHBOR) I answered with a sigh. “Give me one sec.” Turning slightly away from Lena, I pressed the phone to my ear. “Yo, Kian,” Danny’s voice crackled through. “Just got the figures from the beach committee. You still good for that loan you promised? The event’s getting bigger than we thought.” I stiffened. “Yeah, it’s fine. Consider it covered.” “Cool. Just wanted to make sure before I finalize everything tomorrow.” “I’ll confirm later. Gotta run.” I hu
Last Updated: 2025-04-29
The Billionaire's Weakness
James’s lips brushed against mine, sending shivers down my spine.
His eyes remained aloof, but his mouth ignited flames within me. My pulse raced as his cold, calculated kiss unexpectedly sparked desire.
I abruptly melted into him, seeking warmth. James expression remained neutral, but his grip on me tightened, betraying his character and his hidden emotions.
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Ava's world changed into an adventurous one, the day she got involved in an accident with Simville's most cruel and heartless billionaire.
Unlucky for her, she becomes James pawn as she finds herself in a marriage contract, in order to secure his next heir as his health dwindled.
Ava on the other hand, agrees reluctantly, in order to amass wealth from their contract, to pay off her debts with her forced lover, Brandon, hoping to see her lost mother once again.
But as the fake love become real, Brandon becomes nicer and more gentle,an evidence of their contract love coming into reality.
After reuniting with her mom, Ava is forced to choose - Going to live with her mother in her new found home, or staying with James, who has fully fallen for her.
Would she choose her last true relative over her first true love??
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Chapter: Chapter Sixty Nine — A New BeginningAva stood at the door of her mother’s home, the evening sunlight casting a warm glow over the manicured lawn. Lillian Affleck stood beside her, baby Sarah nestled in her arms, her expression hopeful yet tinged with disappointment.“I understand your choice,” Lillian said, her voice soft but sincere. “But I had hoped you might consider living with us, even just for a little while. We could really use this time to build the bond we missed out on.”Ava’s heart ached at the sincerity in her mother’s voice, but her decision was firm. She smiled gently, placing a hand on her mother’s arm.“Mom,” Ava began, her tone warm yet resolute, “these past weeks have been a gift. I never thought we’d get the chance to rebuild what we lost, and I’m so grateful for that. But my place is with James and Patrick. They need me, just as much as I need them.”Lillian nodded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I understand,” she said, her voice wavering. “But promise me one thing—don’t let too much time p
Last Updated: 2025-01-18
Chapter: Chapter Seventy Eight —A Second ChanceThe day James Valquez woke up from surgery was one that Ava would never forget. The sterile smell of the hospital room was a stark contrast to the overwhelming mix of emotions swirling in her heart—hope, fear, relief. She had spent hours pacing the floor while the doctors worked tirelessly to save her husband’s life.When the surgeon emerged, his expression grave but tinged with a hint of optimism, Ava’s heart raced.“The surgery was a success,” the doctor said. “We’ve managed to remove the cancerous cells. However…” He paused, his voice softening. “There’s been significant damage to his spinal cord. Mr. Valquez will likely be paralyzed from the waist down.”Ava’s hand flew to her mouth as tears streamed down her face. Relief that James had survived mixed with the devastating reality of his condition. But none of it mattered to her as much as the fact that he was alive.****************When Lillian Valquez received the call, she was in her study, staring at a framed photo of James a
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Chapter: Chapter Seventy Seven — Bridges to MendThe tension in the Valquez mansion was palpable in the days following Mrs. Valquez dramatic exit from James’ hospital room. Ava watched her husband battle his illness while grappling with his mother’s cold distance. It hurt her to see James, a man who had always seemed unbreakable, crumble under the weight of both his physical and emotional struggles.Ava had tried to bridge the gap between James and his mother, urging her to reconsider her stance, but her efforts had been met with silence. Lillian’s refusal to talk to James was wearing on him, and Ava knew something needed to change.As she sat by James’ bedside one evening, holding his hand while he rested, her mind wandered to her own fractured relationship with her mother, Lillian Affleck. Ava had spent years harboring resentment toward her mother for leaving her as a child to start a new life with Peter Max. The bitterness had grown stronger when she discovered her mother had remarried and was starting a new family.But now, seei
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Chapter: Chapter Seventy Six — A Mother’s Silence The sun streamed through the large glass windows of the hospital room, casting soft patterns on the sterile white walls. James Valquez, multi-billionaire and patriarch of his family, sat upright in his bed, his body frail but his determination unwavering. The diagnosis of acute leukemia weighed heavily on his shoulders, but an even heavier burden pressed against his chest—he had yet to tell his mother. Mrs. Valquez was a formidable woman, known for her sharp wit and unwavering composure. She had been a guiding force in James’ life, shaping him into the business magnate the world revered. But their relationship had always been fraught with an unspoken tension—a quiet battle of expectations and disappointments. For weeks, James had debated whether to tell her about his illness. Part of him feared her reaction, while another part longed for her support. But now, as he sat in his hospital room, weakened and vulnerable, he knew he couldn’t delay any longer. Ava sat beside him, gentl
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Chapter: Chapter Seventy Five — Secrets Beneath the SurfaceThe city skyline stretched out before James as he sat at his desk in the towering headquarters of Valquez Enterprises. It had been a few months since Patrick’s birth, and his life was full of both joy and responsibility. He adored being a father, though juggling his growing business empire and newfound parenthood was taking its toll.Lately, James had felt an unfamiliar weariness settle over him. The fatigue was more than the usual demands of his relentless schedule; it clung to him like a shadow. His mind raced through meetings and numbers, but his body struggled to keep up.It was another typical day at work, filled with back-to-back meetings and calls. James sipped his coffee, trying to shake off the dull headache that had lingered all morning. As his trusted assistant, Rodri, entered the office with a file in hand, James felt a sudden wave of dizziness wash over him.“Sir? Are you alright?” Rodri asked, noticing the color drain from James’ face.“I’m fine,” James muttered, waving
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Chapter: Chapter Seventy Four — A New BeginningThe door to the delivery room opened at last, and James froze mid-pace. A nurse stepped out, her expression soft and full of warmth.“Mr. Valquez,” she began, her voice gentle but firm, “you have a healthy baby boy.”James’s heart stopped, then kicked into overdrive. The words echoed in his mind: healthy baby boy. His mouth went dry, and his chest felt as though it might explode with emotion.“And Ava?” he asked, his voice trembling.“She’s tired but stable,” the nurse reassured him. “She’s asking for you.”James didn’t wait for more. He brushed past her, pushing the door open and stepping inside the room. The sight before him took his breath away.Ava lay in the hospital bed, her face pale and damp with sweat but glowing with a quiet strength. In her arms, bundled in a soft blue blanket, was their son. The baby’s tiny hand peeked out, clutching at the air, and a soft coo escaped his lips.“James,” Ava whispered, her voice weak but filled with warmth as she looked up at him.James app
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