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MY LIFE IS OVER
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2026-09-27 15:49:15
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70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire BRING THE OTHERS IN
THIRD PERSON POVNoah stood near the window of the private clinic room, his tall silhouette outlined by the fluorescent lights above. His security forces had locked down the whole city immediately Naomi had shared the news. Cars were stopped and searched. The media was already spiraling with rumors, and the Mayor’s office had called twice, but Noah didn't care. None of that mattered right now."Is she ready to talk?" Noah asked without turning around."She's still showing some resistance, sir," Falcon replied from the doorway, his voice low and even."Bring the others in," Noah said, his tone devoid of warmth. "She will regret ever taking a breath. I will burn down everything and everyone connected to her."To the rest of the world, Noah appeared unyielding, a man made of tempered steel. But inside, Agony and fury were tearing him apartEarlier, when he had stood over his son’s bed, his chest had constricted at the faint, purple-red bruises marring the boy's small cheek. Remy looked s
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire 125: DID I MAKE A MISTAKE?
THIRD PERSON POVThe door opened again after a long time.Lora’s body went rigid against the cold floor at the sound of it opening. Every muscle still throbbed from what Mario had done to her—twice in her pussy, once in her ass, and then the brutal use of her mouth until he spilled across her face and chest. She felt hollowed out, scraped clean of anything that had once been hers. The short he had left behind hung loose around her upper thighs, doing nothing to cover the swollen, used state of her. Her own clothes were ruined beyond salvage. She had stopped trying to cover herself hours ago.Maybe he’s sleeping now, she thought, staring at Mario’s curled form in the corner. He had broken down after the last orgasm, sobbing like a child before folding in on himself. The room still smelled of sex and sweat.Three men stepped inside.Noah entered first. The temperature in the room seemed to drop around him. The man from earlier— Falcon flanked him on the right; the third man stood by th
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire KILL ME IF YOU WANT
⚠️ CONTENT WARNINGThis chapter contains physical assault, threats, drugging, violence, and references to sexual assault/rape. Some scenes may be disturbing or triggering for sensitive readers.Please read with caution.THIRD PERSON POV Lora’s eyes opened slowly, the darkness pressing in from all sides. The floor beneath her was cold, bare concrete that leached the warmth from her skin and made her bound wrists and ankles ache. She had no idea how long she had been here—minutes or hours blurred together after the warehouse door had exploded inward.The memory returned in fragments. Armed men flooding the space. Noah King at the front, face stripped of anything human. He had gone straight to the boy, cutting the ropes with quick, precise movements, lifting the small body into his arms without a glance wasted on her. Only when he passed did he speak, voice low and final:“You will regret this.”The look in his eyes had frozen something inside her. Then rough hands had dragged her and M
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire MY LIFE IS OVER
⚠️ CONTENT WARNINGThis chapter contains child abduction, violence against a child, physical abuse, threats, and references to drugging/poisoning. Some scenes may be distressing or triggering for sensitive readers.Please read with caution.THIRD PERSON POV Inside the black SUV, Lora twisted in the passenger seat to look at the small figure slumped in the back. Remy’s head rested against the window, dark lashes still against his cheeks. The sedative had held longer than expected.“How many more minutes before we get there?” she asked.Mario glanced at her in the rear-view mirror, hands tight on the wheel. “Soon, Lo. Soon. But… do you think this won’t put us in real trouble?”Lora’s face crumpled on cue. Tears welled and spilled with ease. “What trouble? If you don’t want to help, just say so. You can leave. Everyone always leaves. Aria has hated and bullied me since we were children. Even now she cries those little tears and everyone rushes to her side. I thought at least you cared a
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire HE IS MISSING
NOAH'S POVTwenty-eight hours.That is how long it has been since Aria left for Paris.She landed safely. Matteo confirmed it. That should have been enough.She told us about the short business trip a few days after the zoo and arcade— one week after Remy’s birthday. When I said I wanted to go with her she gave me excuses — that I should use the time to bond properly with our son, that it was only a few days, that she would be back before we had time to miss her properly. I could have pushed. I could have brought Remy along and turned it into time for the three of us. I didn’t because I have my own plans.The ring sits under the lamp. Four years this thing was missing. Aline brought it back when she and Antoine came for Remy’s birthday. She handed it over without ceremony, like she was returning a borrowed pen. I have not stopped looking at it since.I imagine the moment it slides onto Aria’s finger. The moment she stops being able to walk away for “short business trips” without me.
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire THANK YOU DADDY!
ARIA'S POV The continuous banging on the bedroom door drags me out of sleep.My entire body feels used and so satisfied that even lifting my eyelids is an effort. I am tangled with Noah — my back against his chest, one of his arms locked around my waist, his face buried in the curve of my neck.“Who is that?” I mutter, voice rough after another round of knocking.Noah stirs. His hold loosens just enough for him to push up on one elbow. He looks down at me, hair disordered, eyes still heavy with sleep, and the corner of his mouth curves when he takes in the state of me. There is a faint bruise on his lower lip—my doing—and when he sits up I catch the angry red lines my nails left down his back and shoulders.He reaches for one of his shirts at the foot of the bed and helps me into it. The fabric falls to mid-thighI try to tug it lower, fail, and end up simply wrapping the sheet around my waist instead. Noah glances down at himself, then lower. His cock is already hard, thick and he
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire I'M HERE FOR MY SON
ARIA'S POV I stare up at the towering glass skyscraper of King Atelier. The building is breathtaking—a sleek masterpiece of white marble, brushed steel, and massive glass windows catching the bright sunlight. My dream building. Very soon, my business would surpass this heights. The revolving do
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire THE CHOICE
JAMIE'S POV From the center of the stage, even with the flashing cameras going off like gunfire, I still found her. Aria. And damn, she looked unreal. Aria had always been beautiful. Not just pretty but dangerously beautiful. People stare too long when they see her, I have to glare at them to sh
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire GOING AWAY
ARIA'S POV “Then go,” my father growled, standing up from the table. “I disown you as my daughter.” “Don’t say that, dear…” Carolina fake-interjected. “No, Lina. Let her go.” He yelled at her. “You idiot!" He says addressing me. "Was I the one that asked him to dump you, Aria? If you had be
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire THE SHOW
ARIA'S POV The heavy front door clicked shut behind me. I stood on the smooth white marble floor of the foyer for a few seconds, to prepare myself before meetingtheir disgusting faces. Then I heard the laughter again. Louder this time. It was coming right from the dining room down the hall. L
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