로그인공유
Sixty Two
게시일:
2026-08-02 21:57:46
최신 챕터
Billionaire Seventy One
By four o'clock that afternoon, the news of Arthur Smith Senior's federal indictment had sent shockwaves across the financial world. The stock market had responded not with panic, but with an unprecedented surge in buyer confidence. The last lingering shadow over Smith Enterprises had been permanently removed, cementing our market position and establishing our municipal trust as an unassailable model for urban development.We didn't stay to watch the cable news networks report on the arrest at the Park Hyatt.Instead, Matthias’s private driver took us straight to the private marina on the north side of the city, where his ninety-foot motor yacht, The Iron Sovereign, sat waiting at the end of the timber pier. The sky above Lake Michigan was a deep, brilliant azure, streaked with soft white clouds that carried the cool, refreshing bite of late-summer wind.Natty had agreed to stay behind at the North Point estate with Arthur to manage the final paperwork for the DOJ compliance team,
Billionaire Seventy
The silence in the eighteenth-floor boardroom was absolute, stretching so tight and hollow that the hum of the HVAC unit overhead sounded like a roaring engine.Arthur Smith Senior sat frozen at the head of the long glass table, his frail hand suspended over his glass of mineral water. The light from the high floor-to-ceiling windows behind him caught every line of age and desperation carved into his face. He looked at his chief litigator, whose frantic whispered warnings were fast turning into a frantic paper trail as the legal team frantically flipped through the secondary clauses of the 2024 Federal Indemnity Rider."This is an invalid rider," my father spat, though the tremor in his voice betrayed the panic tearing through his chest. "You couldn't bind my personal estate to municipal debt swaps while I was legally deceased. It's a procedural impossibility!""It was impossible until you filed your petition for resurrection three hours ago," I said, stepping closer to the edge o
Billionaire Sixty Nine
The glass-and-marble lobby of the Park Hyatt was choked with camera crews, halogen spotlights, and security personnel by seven-thirty in the morning. Word of Arthur Smith Senior’s miraculous resurrection had leaked to the financial wires at dawn, sending the Midwest trading floor into a tailspin.Our three-car motorcade pulled up to the curb like a fleet of warships.When Matthias stepped out first, his tall, imposing frame clad in a tailored charcoal suit, the press line surged forward with a deafening barrage of questions. He didn't offer a single glance toward the flashbulbs. He reached back into the rear seat, his large, warm hand encircling mine, guiding me out onto the pavement with effortless grace.Natty stepped out right behind us, wearing a sharp, structured ivory blazer, holding an encrypted leather briefcase containing three years of certified municipal audit logs. Her jaw was set, her eyes fierce and watchful."Stay close to me," Matthias murmured against my ear as w
Billionaire Sixty Eight
The red glow of the encrypted tablet burned like an open wound against the dim light of the conservatory.Matthias stood motionless by the iron table, his broad shoulders squared, his gaze fixed on the glowing text. The easy, effortless peace that had filled the room only moments ago shattered, replaced by a sudden, heavy pressure that chilled the air.I stepped up beside him, my hand instinctively coming up to rest on his forearm. Through the fine linen of his shirt, his muscles were coiled like steel cables."Sara," Matthias spoke, his voice dropping into that quiet, terrifyingly cold register I hadn't heard in six months. "Don't look at it.""I have to, Matthias," I said softly, my voice firm despite the sudden, icy knot forming in the center of my chest. I reached down and picked up the tablet.The legal filing was seventy pages long, stamped with the seal of the High Court of Chancery in London and cross-filed with the Federal District Court in Chicago. It wasn't signed by
Billionaire Sixty Seven
The morning light at the North Point estate didn't carry the harsh, demanding glare of the city. It filtered through the high, ancient maples, scattering soft gold coins across the dark hardwood floors of our master suite.For six months, the high-rise battlegrounds of Chicago had felt like a distant country. The press calls were managed by Rachel, the construction crews on the Westside were quietly breaking records under Arthur’s meticulous supervision, and the international markets had finally accepted the unshakeable reality of the Smith-König merger.I woke up slow, drifting out of sleep to the sensation of warmth against my back and a heavy, protective arm locked securely around my waist.Matthias was still asleep, his breathing deep and even against the nape of my neck. In the quiet of our home, far from the polished marble of boardroom floors, he looked completely relaxed. The faint line between his dark brows had vanished months ago, replaced by an easy, effortless peace t
Billionaire Sixty Six
The sound of an acoustic guitar played a low, beautiful melody from the choir loft as the heavy oak doors swung open. Matthias stood at the front of the altar. He took my breath away. He wore a midnight-blue tuxedo tailored so precisely it emphasized every broad line of his shoulders and chest. His dark hair was neatly styled, but his eyes... his eyes were completely unguarded, burning with an intense, raw devotion that made the rest of the world vanish into thin air. Beside him stood Arthur, wearing his best charcoal suit, surreptitiously dabbing his eyes with a folded white handkerchief just as Matthias had predicted. As Natty guided me down the short stone aisle, Matthias took a step forward, unable to wait at the altar steps. He reached out, his large, warm hand taking mine from Natty’s arm with a gentle, reverent grip that made my heart leap in my chest. Natty smiled, stepping back to take her seat in the front pew beside Arthur. We turned to face the old minist
Billionaire Fifty
The following days felt like our world consisted of only two people—Matthias and me. It was as if we had managed to steal a little time from the universe to hide away.I woke up first. The sunlight fell on Matthias's face as he slept soundly beside me. His hair was slightly messy, and there was a f
최신 업데이트 : 2026-04-05Billionaire Forty Nine
I woke up when the morning light slipped through the thin curtains. The sound of roosters crowing in the distance reminded me that I was not in Berlin or New York, but in a small village in Sumatra, in a simple room that somehow felt warmer than any hotel suite.My hand was still trapped in Matthia
최신 업데이트 : 2026-04-05Billionaire Thirty Five
I woke up to a small noise coming from the kitchenette. At first, I thought Matt was just thirsty. But when I got up and opened the bedroom door, I saw him standing in the middle of the living room, lighting small candles placed on the floor, forming... the letters S and M. “Matt?” He turned ar
최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-29Billionaire Seventeen
That morning, the office atmosphere was heavier than usual. Like there was something in the air that made everyone move a little faster, speak a little more quietly. I walked towards my room, the employees' eyes occasionally glancing over-maybe because of the audit report that was circulating, or
최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-20
다른 추천
I Want You Back
Meminger535.4K 조회수You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone
Cora Smith691.0K 조회수A Life Debt Repaid
Cheng Xiaocheng1.1M 조회수She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked
Nyx Rai734.2K 조회수REBIRTH OF THE SUBSTITUTE BRIDE
BDEE56 조회수In Your Pucking Dreams, Captain
Josie Quinn63 조회수He Wants An Open Marriage, But Demands My Loyalty
Shile167 조회수Rewrite the Apocalypse Dream
Dee Cari100 조회수
