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Crazy Billionaire: What Do You Want From Me? Busted
General POV"Sir," Moana approaches Ethan's bed with purposeful strides, being cautious not to spill the juice in her hand.On the bed, Ethan lies still, almost lifeless.Moana gently sets the glass cup on the bedside table and settles on the edge of the bed, sighing.Ever since Elizabeth left the house, Ethan hasn't been himself. It started when he returned from that night, having gone to Elizabeth's apartment. Upon his return, he headed straight to his bedroom, gathered a few important items, and had his chopper land on the rooftop.Without saying a word to anyone, he departed in the helicopter.It was only later, when Moana placed a call to Arthur, his personal assistant, that she learned he had flown out of the country.Since then, Ethan only returned home a couple of days ago.Initially, Moana thought that with Ethan being out of the country, by the time he returned, he'd have forgotten all about Elizabeth and returned to his normal self. However, that hasn't been the case since
Crazy Billionaire: What Do You Want From Me? You’re Mine
General POV"Hi, I’m Ethan Moore. You're mine from this moment onward," he declares, holding the car door open for her.“What?—” Elizabeth exclaims.“Get in the car,” Ethan commands, unfazed by her protest.“What—I don’t even know who you are—you think having a baritone voice can make you stand in front of me and spout rubbish from that godforsaken thing you call a mouth?!” Elizabeth's irritation is palpable.Ethan smirks. Nice, she’s got a sharp tongue—he likes sharp tongue.Turning to the nearest bodyguard, he orders, “get her in the car.”Meeting Elizabeth's gaze, he adds, “if she resists, throw her in the trunk.”Elizabeth almost loses it. Did the guy just say to throw her in the trunk? Her, Elizabeth Claire? Is she some piece of garbage? Having said his piece, Ethan steps into the car and sits calmly like he isn’t about to abduct a stranger. Having a family that insists he brings a wife home is exhausting. They don't care about his happiness; all they want is a wife, no matter w
Crazy Billionaire: What Do You Want From Me? Ethan Moore
General POV However, he soon heard screams emanating from the alleyway. What shocked him was that the screams weren't coming from the woman; they were from the men surrounding her.After finishing his business, he approached cautiously and watched from a distance as the woman fiercely fought off the men, yelling and cursing at them."If you mess with her again, I'll kill you! All of you!" he heard her threaten before she walked away.Ethan stood there for a moment, dumbfounded and amazed.What a woman!And it was at that moment he decided…***The convoy soon arrives at their destination, pulling into the mansion through the open, sturdy black iron gates.Ethan swiftly steps out of the car and strides gracefully to the back. He unlocks the trunk, but as it opens, a sudden kick meets his face, causing him to stagger backward."Fuck," he curses under his breath, chuckling as he wipes blood from his nose.He secretly enjoys this violence. He wonders if she'll still be this violent after
Crazy Billionaire: What Do You Want From Me? Her First Kiss
General POV "Thanks," Ethan continues. "There are plenty of girls at my beck and call who wouldn't hesitate to be my wife... but I want you."Elizabeth blinks rapidly for a moment, suddenly at a loss for words."It seems like you've started speaking a different language entirely. Please, speak to me in English. I don't understand Portuguese," she looks keenly into his eyes.Ethan chuckles. ‘She's witty.’"Here's the thing: I need you to pretend to be my wife," he replies calmly.Elizabeth almost snaps her neck as she swiftly turns to look behind her, making sure he's indeed referring to her and not someone else. ‘…’ There's no one behind her."I still don't quite understand you. Do you mean figuratively—""The exact literal meaning," Ethan cuts in.Elizabeth falls silent for a couple of seconds, processing his words. Then she bursts out, "Are you insane? Have you lost your mind? Wait, are you a con artist? Is this some kind of joke?!""Those are a lot of questions, Spitfire. Easy," E
Crazy Billionaire: What Do You Want From Me? Dolce and Gabbana
Elizabeth’s POVSlapping my head mentally, I regain my senses and start to follow Moana into the room. It’s so huge and gorgeous.I have to admit, this man is indeed damn rich, because why not?“If you need anything else, please let us know.” Moana smiles politely at me. I tear my gaze away from the queen size bed that’s right in the middle of the room and look at her. “Nothi—” I’m about to reply when I hear my stomach growl loudly. My face flush with embarrassment and I bite on the corner of my bottom lip.I don’t blame my poor stomach, I haven’t had any proper meal since morning. “What would you like to eat?” Moana asks, smiling politely. She heard my stomach growl. Even the deaf would have heard it.I return her smile with an awkward one, slightly gritting my teeth in embarrassment. “Anything will do.” She nods her head knowingly. “We’ll be right back.”I smile thankfully as I watch her and the two other maids walk out. After the last one closes the door behind them, I heave
Crazy Billionaire: What Do You Want From Me? Don’t Lay a Finger on Her
Elizabeth’s POVStifling a yawn, I head downstairs, running my eyes quickly, over the numerous doors in the hallway. I wonder which room belongs to Ethan. The one next to mine? Wait, why am I even concerned? Shaking sense back into my head, I hop down the stairs. The maids are up already. Wow. I presume most of them don’t know who I am since I got here very late last night. However, the kinds of looks I’m receiving right now are making me think otherwise. I think they’ve all been informed about me. Ignoring the gazes, I help myself into the kitchen—it’s easy to locate, it doesn't even have a door. “Good morning, Lizzy.” Moana smiles politely as soon as I walk in. I hear her giving instructions to the cook and I return her smile with a sweet one. “Morning, Moana.”I’m glad she isn’t referring to me as ‘ma’am’. Nice. “Let me help you with that.” She collects the tray from my hand and moves to drop it in the sink. “Did you sleep well, Lizzy?” She pulls back to read my face. “You
Crazy Billionaire: What Do You Want From Me? I’ll Miss You, Spitfire
Elizabeth’s POVNarrowing my eyes, I study his face keenly. “It’s hard to tell.” It’s indeed hard to tell. He looks cute, like a modest man—but he also has this regal side to him… this look of an extremely dangerous man. I don’t know what to think or believe. His mouth widens in a smile and he takes a peek at the gold Versace wrist watch strapped on his wrist. “We’ll continue this conversation when I get back, I’m running late for work.” He spins around on his heels. “No.” I respond adamantly. He pauses in his steps and twists the upper part of his body to look at me. “No, what?” “No, you’re not going anywhere.” A corner of his mouth lifts in a smirk. “Okay then.”As if he changed his mind, he turns and then walks around the car front and gets in the driver’s seat. What’s he doing?He starts the car and revs it. What in heaven’s name is he trying to do? My brows furrow as I stare at him through the windscreen, and he returns my look with a smirk on his face. Does that smirk
Crazy Billionaire: What Do You Want From Me? The Secret Passage
Elizabeth’s POV My stomach growls. I chuckle, rubbing my hand on my tummy. “I know, baby.”I step back into my—the—room and close the door behind me. I head into the bathroom, brush my teeth, and soak myself in the bath for about fifteen minutes. I then walk into the room, dry my body, sit before the dresser and rub cream all over. After I’m done, I walk into the closet and choose a set of comfy Burberry sweatshirts and joggers. I smile to myself in the mirror and head downstairs. The aroma coming from the dining table fills my lungs as soon as I reach the foot of the staircase. My stomach growls in response to the enticing invite and I shuffle my feet into the dining area. The dining table is long—the longest I’ve seen in my over twenty years on earth. Is this a common room or something? Or a palace? Damn.Right above the long dining table is a stunning crystal chandelier. I ogle at it—it’s so mesmerizing. The moment I tear my gaze away from it, my eyes land on the breakfast o
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