LOGINBROKEN BILLIONAIRES IS A 3-PART SERIES FOLLOWING THE STORY OF THE EMPORIO BROTHERS. book#1- BROKEN HEIR (ADRIAN EMPORIO) book #2- BROKEN VOW (SEVASTYAN EMPORIO) book #3 - BROKEN EMPIRE (ALEKSANDER EMPORIO) BOOK ONE- BROKEN HEIR BLURB Adrian Emporio shattered my heart. I loved him—and he chose someone else. He promised me everything, then gave it all to her. He’ll never have that kind of access to me again. He’ll never even come close. * Lolette Rayne is the woman of my dreams. No matter what it takes, I’ll make her love me again. What we had isn’t over. It can’t be. I swear it. *** Orphaned and raised by wealthy but abusive adoptive parents, Lolette Rayne finds comfort in the one person who’s always been there for her; Adrian Emporio—her best friend, her safe place, and the heir to the largest oil empire in the United States. One unforgettable night together changes everything between them. Adrian promises her forever... Until just days later, when Lolette discovers he's engaged to her cruel, spiteful adoptive sister. Devastated, torn, absolutely shattered, Lolette disappears—pregnant with twins she doesn’t even know she’s carrying. Five years pass, and she's built a life she’d always deserved... right until her world shatters again the very moment her twin boys are kidnapped. The ransom? Adrian Emporio’s head. And to save her children, Lolette must return to the life she left behind— and face the man who once upon a time destroyed her heart.
View MoreSIX YEARS AGO.Lolette(AGE 18) Adrian (AGE 19)LOLETTE’S POV.The knock at my window came just after eleven, and I already knew from the rhythm of it that this wasn't a fun-Tuesday kind of visit.Three quick taps, a pause, two more. His annoyed knock.I pushed the curtain back and found him sitting on the garage roof with his knees pulled up, jaw tight, staring out at nothing in particular instead of looking up at my window like he normally did."Hey," I said, opening it.He climbed through without his usual commentary about my terrible window latch, dropped onto my desk chair, and spun it once before letting his feet drag it to a stop."You look like you want to punch something," I said."I do want to punch something.""Want to talk about it, or do you want to sit here being broody until you feel like a person again?""Broody." He almost smiled. "Great word choice."I climbed onto my bed, cross-legged, and waited him out. Adrian talked when he was ready, not a second before, and push
SIX YEARS AGOLOLETTE.Nobody in the Eastwood house remembered my birthday.I didn't expect them to, not really. Eighteen years of practice had trained that particular hope out of me somewhere around year eleven. Still, some stupid, stubborn part of me had woken up that morning half-braced for a card on the kitchen counter, some small acknowledgment that today was different from every other Tuesday.There was nothing. Just Theodore's coffee cup in the sink and Mabel's voice drifting down from upstairs, already complaining to someone on the phone about a dress that hadn't arrived in time for some gala I hadn't been invited to.I went to school. Sat through six hours of classes where exactly zero people knew it was my birthday either, because I'd never bothered mentioning it to anyone outside the one person who actually mattered.My phone buzzed halfway through last period.ADRIAN: Meet me at the boathouse. 7pm. Wear something you don't mind getting a little wrecked.I stared at the mes
SEVEN YEARS AGOLolette(AGE 17) Adrian (AGE 18)LOLETTE'S POVI finished the assignment somewhere around midnight, mostly out of spite.Theodore's voice was still looping in my head. I didn't take you in to raise a whore. I'd typed half my essay with my jaw clenched so tight it ached, like getting an A on some meaningless English paper could somehow prove him wrong about anything at all.It couldn't. It never did. But I finished it anyway.I'd just closed my laptop when something tapped against my window.I froze, one hand still on the lid, listening. Another tap. Then another, quick and deliberate, definitely not a branch or a bird or anything my brain wanted to blame it on first.I crossed the room and pulled the curtain back.Adrian stood on the roof of the garage below my window, one hand braced against the siding, grinning up at me like this was a completely normal Tuesday activity.I shoved the window open. "What are you doing?""Visiting my favorite person." He glanced down at
LOLETTE.The hour came and went, and then another one after it.I'd stopped pretending to be calm around the forty-minute mark. Adrian had gone still in that particular way he did when he was holding something back, phone gripped so tight in his hand I worried he'd crack the screen.When it finally buzzed, we both flinched.RICHARD: Two structures cleared. Empty. Third location requires more careful approach — active security presence detected. Team in position, awaiting further intel before moving."Active security," I repeated. "That means it's the right one.""It means someone's guarding something." Adrian's jaw was tight. "Doesn't confirm it's them.""You don't believe that."He didn't answer, which was its own answer.We drove to the staging area Richard had set up two blocks from wherever this third location actually was — I still didn't know the exact address, and some small, self-protective part of me was grateful for that. Not knowing meant I couldn't obsess over Google Maps
ADRIAN.I woke up to sunlight streaming through windows I didn't recognize.For half a second I couldn't remember where I was. Then it came back. Montauk. The estate. The press conference in two hours that would destroy everything.Lolette was still asleep beside me.We were both fully clothed on t
ADRIAN.The police station smelled like stale coffee and industrial cleaner.I hated everything about it.The fluorescent lights. The linoleum floors. The way every sound echoed off the walls.But mostly, I hated the waiting.We'd been here for over an hour, shuttled from one desk to another, filli
LOLETTE."I'll start making calls," Sev said, already pulling out his phone. "We have investigators on retainer. The best in the country."Adrian nodded, moving behind his desk and pulling up something on his computer. "Get them on this immediately. I want a full team assembled within the hour."I
FIVE YEARS AGO ADRIAN I sat sprawled on the couch in the den, phone in hand, staring at the screen like it might magically tell me what to do. I’d typed a message to Lolette, then deleted it. Typed another, then deleted that one too. My thumb hovered over the keyboard, and I pressed a hand to m












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