Amelie Cavanaugh has faced many hardships in her life. She was orphaned at 8 years old, ran away with her brother from foster care at 14 years old, and constantly worked to achieve her goal of the university. Just when her life is going to plan, life is turned upside down one blustery November day as her brother is injured during a football game. Billionaire Dr. Nathan Michaels is next in line to take over Michaels Investment Group as his grandfather, Carrington Michaels, is retiring. The problem is that the board members think his playboy ways need to be in line for the CEO position. Solution: Carrington Michaels tells Nathan he has 6 weeks to get married, or he will lose the company. A chance sighting of the stunning brown-haired Amelie in the hospital cafe sends Nathan's world into a spin, but when he turns around after receiving his order, she is gone. Who is she? Where did she go? How can he make her his? Will it even matter when a dark family secret involving both families could threaten any chance of happiness?
view more“You told me it was over," she spoke. "Do you have feelings for this slut?"
"I love her. I want to be with her, not you," he replied. "There is nothing you can do to change that."
"I don't understand," she screamed, "She is nothing, a nobody. Have your fling like you always do, and be done with her. I am not moving out of the way for that, that woman."
"No, you don't understand," he declared. "You never meant anything to me. You were a business deal—a marriage of convenience. I have what I want from you. I fulfilled my obligation. Now I want a divorce."
She picked up the crystal vase and threw it in the direction of his head. He moved just in time to dodge it. It struck the fireplace brick and shattered in a ton of jagged shards.
"ARE YOU CRAZY?" He stared at her, bewildered.
"You're the one that has lost your mind," she said coyly. "I will take you for EVERYTHING you are worth. Let's see how long it lasts when your reputation is smeared all over the sidewalk."
"Are you threatening me?" He laughed.
"Call it what you want. I will destroy you," she responded.
"You seem to have forgotten two very important points," he snarled at her, "First of all, you signed an ironclad prenup agreement. Second, I have the photos, remember?"
"You wouldn't!" She yelled.
"Try me."
"You will regret this," she threatened. "You both will regret this."
"The only thing I regret is the fact that I married you in the first place," he replied. He turned and walked out the door, leaving her standing there.
As soon as the door closed, she reached for her phone. "Come on, pick up the phone," she said with disdain.
"Hello," a male voice answered.
"Evander, we need to meet," she advised.
"When?" Evander asked, "Same location as usual?"
"Tomorrow, 10 am. Regular location," she demanded. "I will pay 4 times the regular rate. This is a special request. It needs to be done quickly and discreetly."
"You can count on my team," Evander said.
"Good," She hung up the line.
The maid walked in. "Clean up this mess," she barked at the maid and sashayed out of the room.
NEXT DAY
"How long do we have to wait for this lady," the dark-haired man said to his partner.
"As long as it fucking takes," Evander replied, "She is paying us enough to retire."
"Really? She must want these people dead," the dark-haired man shook his head.
The room was so dark that he barely knew she had entered except for the sound of her high heels clicking their way across the floor. He shivered as a cold aura of power hit his body as she approached.
“You understand,” she said in an elegant voice. “It needs to look like an accident.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Evander said, “my team is the best there is. No one will even question their deaths.”
“For what I'm paying you,” she declared, “it better be good. I want them gone. I want them to feel the pain they have given me for all these years. I want everyone that loves them to suffer. To live with pain for the rest of their lives. You have one week.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Once again, her heels clicked along the floor, this time signaling her departure. The door snapped shut.
Evander shook his head, “That is one cold-hearted bitch.”
Four Months LaterMorgan’s POVEverything has changed.The closeness and friendship I had with Dutton is gone. I don’t know when it started, but I miss it so much. Normally, I would cry on Nathan’s shoulder when something like this happens, but he’s in a really bad place right now. Earlier this month, Nathan’s father was killed in a car accident, and then two weeks later, his mother up and left him with his grandfather. Not that his mother's leaving was a bad thing. She is a wretched, selfish, egotistical woman. It may hurt Nathan now, but he is definitely better off not having her in his life.Granted, Dutton is still civil to me, but the bond we had is gone. Why do I miss it so much? It’s not like he was my boyfriend or anything. Oh gawd, did I want Dutton to be my boyfriend? He turned thirteen at the end of August, and I turn fifteen in three days. He’s too young, isn’t he? Plus, he probably doesn’t feel that way about girls yet. As far as boyfriends are concerned, I don’t have the
Dutton’s POV“Holy shit, Dutton,” Nathan exclaimed. “You look eighteen dressed like that.”“Shut up, I do not,” I said, shooting him a look. Although I definitely did look older.“Honestly, you look older than me,” Nathan chuckled.“So, I take it this will do for tonight?” I asked.“Definitely,” Nathan replied. “Oh, by the way, I talked to Morgan yesterday.”“You did?” I questioned, trying not to look too excited.“Yes, she invited us up to Paris on the weekend. She has a fashion show and she wants us to go,” Nathan advised.“That would be so awesome,” I expressed. “I’ll book train tickets when we get home.”“Dutton, I have a jet,” Nathan laughed.“Oh, sorry,” I stated. “I’m not used to that lifestyle.”“Well, you'd better get used to it, Dutton,” Nathan told me. “You’re like the little brother I never had, so you’re family now.”“I don’t know what to say, Nathan,” I sat down on the bench in the store. “For the longest time, it’s only been my grandmother and me. My mom passed giving b
2 years laterMorgan’s POVI can’t believe I kissed Paul yesterday under the bleachers. Ugh… what was I thinking? It’s not like I even like him; it’s Nathan that I’ve had a crush on forever. Worst yet, I caught my lip on his braces, and now I’m probably going to have a scar. There was so much blood.“Dutton, what am I going to do?” I said, with my face in my hands. “I don’t want to screw up our friendship.”“Just tell him that,” Dutton replied. “Tell him, listen, Paul, I don’t want to screw up our friendship. I made a mistake, and I don’t have feelings for you like that.”“Why are you so smart, Dutton?” Morgan asked. “You always have the best answers for everything.”I leaned over and hugged Dutton hard. He really was a fantastic friend. So attentive, helpful, and always there for me. He pretty much had become my best friend over the last two years.I looked up, and Nathan and Paul were coming towards us.“Hey,” Paul said sheepishly when he reached us.“Hey,” I responded.“Listen,” we
**Any chapters beyond this point are mini-novellas about the friend group pairs. I thank every one of you for reading my novel. If you’re interested in the following pairs, read on. If not, I hope you'll return to read The Billionaire's Little Brother, which will be released in August 2025.Morgan & DuttonKimmy & DantePaul & MadisonTiff & SamuelMorgan and DuttonDutton’s POVI remember the first time I met Morgan. I had stepped off the bus at the private prep school, and a bunch of rich jocks started ridiculing me for several reasons. First, I took the bus. Who would ever take a bus to a private school? Me, obviously. I was the school's ‘charity case’. Second, I wore glasses. Yes, I am near-sighted, something I couldn’t control. Third and most importantly, I was short. Another thing I couldn’t control, especially since I had skipped two grades. They didn’t care, though, as soon as I stepped off that bus, I was fair game for their torture and ridicule.“Hey, nerd,” One of them call
Amelie’s POVI blinked open my eyes, and there was light dancing in through the curtains at the window. I looked over to my side, and Nathan was lying on a cot, asleep. He stayed here last night? He didn’t need to do that. As if sensing I was awake, Nathan stirred.“Good morning, sunshine,” I said, smiling.“Good morning, kitten,” Nathan replied.“You didn’t need to stay here last night,” I stated.“I wanted to stay,” Nathan exclaimed. “I wanted to be with you.”“Sorry, I fell asleep last night,” I told him.“No apologies, kitten, you were so tired,” Nathan revealed. “You didn’t even move when Ena changed your dressings. Oh, and Ena was right. It was just some normal discharge, not blood. She said it happens a lot with staples.”“That’s good to hear,” I responded. “Did you have a chance to look at my stomach? Is it really bad?”Nathan stood up from the cot, walked over towards me, and sat on the edge of my bed. “Amelie, your stomach looks amazing for having given birth to five babies,
Amelie’s POVI was beyond excited. I got to meet all my babies. I had only seen Baby A before I had passed out. The orderlies wheeled my entire bed over to my new room.A nurse walked in when I settled into the room.“Good evening, Mrs. Michaels,” the nurse said, smiling. “My name is Ena. I can honestly say in my twenty-six years as a nurse, I’ve never seen Quintuplets. You’re so tiny as well, too!”“Well, I felt like a house yesterday,” I giggled.“A great sense of humor, you’ll need it with so many children,” Ena said. “Do you want us to bring them all in, or one at a time?”I looked at Nathan and smiled. “Can you bring them all in?”“We certainly can. I’ve been working the nursery most of the afternoon and evening, and they are such good babies already,” Ena stated. “I’ll be right back.”Ena returned about ten minutes later with four other nurses.Oh my gosh, all these babies were mine! Well, mine and Nathan’s. I can’t believe we made all these lives.“So, skin contact is really im
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