A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love Novels & Stories

" The boredom that had hit Devi, vanished instantly. Who doesn't want hundreds of billions of dollars just to conceive and give birth to a baby boy? Of course Devi will not waste this golden opportunity to be able to control all of Thomas' wealth. His soul mate immediately thrashed Thomas wiped his mouth with a tissue after he finished eating, then nodded briefly. Yes." "Did William give you any more money?" asked Grandma Nengah to the leader of the wedding organizer. "Quickly give it to me." Without further ado, the woman immediately gave Grandma Nengah a thick envelope. He didn't want to get into a fight with the great madam.

“Where did you go? Don’t just leave me hanging here, sweetheart. Just say what you want and how you want. I promise you won’t have to explain anything any further.” Perhaps it was his comforting words and the assurance and sincerity in his eyes that made her a little brave. Carmen lifted her gaze, shrugging off the shiver that his feverish whispers were shooting down her spine. “I want that,” she finally said, her chest tightening only briefly before she felt the tension release its hold on her. “I want to give us a second chance, but keep it from everyone for a while. At least for as long as—”

Bailey, in desperation and sadness of not being able to do anything tried to reply, "Yeah.. ok.. that's right.. of course.. I should, thank you so much lawyer!." "So you said Keleb, your fiance has promised you to give you a huge sum of money, right??" The lawyer asked in happy voice. "Actually…he .. he didn't.. Noo, I don't think so, we shall talk about that later, thank you so much lawyer" she replied suddenly. She stood up, left the club premises and headed home, everything still seemed like a dream to him. She decided to trek to her private small home, while thinking about everything that had happened to him in the past few moments.

I'm still crazy about the sensation we both share. We made it a few more rounds before Adahlia fell. She put her arm around me as I hugged her. We are feeling each other's warm and naked body. – "Oh my gosh! Sebastian, why didn't you get married first!? What did I say to you child!? I cannot believe this, my banana bear! #Shocked!" "Damn it, you're an heir, and you're really young. Wake up and we'll figure it out." I woke up to shouting and talking. Damn, the TV is on early in the morning!? I'm the only person here!

Well, good riddance because damn! There was no way her and her husband dearest were going to escape what I had for them. She had some nerve. Coming into my home, almost ruining things for Scarlett and I, all for a few millions, while she was still married to the fucker I made swear I would never set my eyes on him again. Yeah, they asked for every bit of what I was going to serve to them on a gold dish. With these, I couldn't help but wonder what then was in the second envelope, the brown one.

She knew, in fact, everyone knows, that it's the truth. She formerly worked as a stripper in the most popular clubhouse in the city, before she became a receptionist at the billionaire's company. Needless to say, she was desperately satisfying countless men in return for their money. The pay was nice, no doubt. She only had to quit because the pay she received as a billionaire's receptionist was nicer and perhaps she had more bills to pay. I wanted to tell her how much Mr Bernard loves me, but she seemed not interested in whatever I had to say.

“This is my house, you can’t barge in like this!” Brando swung the door open and met her determined stare, raising it with a measure of disappointment only their mother could produce. “Charlton’s through.” “Brando, I wasn’t trying to hurt him. But I’m glad he finally believes me.” “You’re throwing away your future for some… fling. You know that’s what it is, right? Mr. Bachelor of the year… bad-boy billionaire Chance Benson. Are you stupid? You know how he gets those names, right? By fucking around.”

“Just the beautiful ones.” And just like that I snapped out of my trance and was back to reality. I was back in the elevator and before me, was the infamous playboy billionaire, Kareem Finnegan. Ding! “Have a good day Mr. Finnegan,” I hurried out of the elevator; without looking back for a second, I made my way to my car and drove off. --------------------------------- La Creperie always smelt like spring and roast duck.

The sincerity in my voice was palpable, and I could see the emotion welling up in Emily's eyes. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding with excitement. "I couldn't go another day without you, Emily. I don't deserve you, but please give me a chance to be your Mr. Perfect." With those words, I dropped to one knee, pulling out a small box from my pocket. I opened it, revealing a stunning diamond ring that sparkled in the light. Emily's POV I couldn't believe what I was seeing. He was kneeling in front of me, a small box open in his hand, revealing a beautiful diamond ring. His eyes were locked on mine, filled with sincerity and adoration. I felt like I was melting into his gaze.