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I found a man for myself and I'm not interested in this rich jerk Rafael. Ruhi was furious and hung up. She called Dhruv and told him everything. The entire drive was crazy with her over-caffeinated hot blood and Dhruv's calls asking her to calm down and not get a speeding ticket. "Look up his name and find out if he has a girlfriend or some weak point, Dhruv." "I'm already on it. What are your parents smoking? This guy would never marry an ordinary Indian woman. He's currently dating another billionaire, Lucas de Mello's daughter, Alisha. He had a string of girlfriends in the past and they all look like supermodels."

“I know you love naughty. I love naughty too. We will both do it where it’s going to blow your mind.” He moved closer to her ear and whispered. “From now on, wear free dresses. You don’t have to wear panties either. I would be fucking you anywhere, anytime, so be prepared.” He placed a kiss on her shoulder. Kara swallowed painfully. She could feel herself getting turned on. Trying to distract her thoughts, She changed the topic. “Your Car.” She knew it was one of his favorites. Calvin’s too. He loved to ride in it with his father. “I’ll have it fixed or get a new one.”

If none of those happened, Lawrence wouldn’t have lost his wife and father. Rose wouldn’t have taken her own life and Philip wouldn’t have suffered from a heart attack. At the same time, Belle would have lived a very comfortable life with her parents. Alfred was feeling happy for his friend despite everything. At least, she still found her, she was still alive. “What do you want to be written on your new will?” he asked. “I want to leave 75% of everything to Yssabelle,” he told him right away. Alfred wasn’t even surprised, Yssabelle, now Belle is the rightful owner of everything he has anyway.

Or maybe he does sleep, but Henry had never seen him actually doing it nor does he think he was capable of sleeping at all. He was nervous as he waited for the billionaire to open his eyes. Valentino Veldiar is the wealthiest in Falkor City. Every living being, including the dead, is terrified of his name. He's almost a god in this place and is known as an elusive bachelor. He rarely shows himself to the public. Every woman in Falkor City was dying to be the next Mrs. Veldiar. He has power and wealth, and everyone who has seen him from afar swears he looks like a descended god.

Gianna feigned a smile, sly in all his nature, he was goading her, she just wasn’t sure what his goal was yet, “The party’s not over. You can still take a bow.” In a dramatic pose, the Russian billionaire spread out his arms as he took a soft bow. The flashing of cameras could be heard, Gianna forced another smile. Something about him rubbed her off the wrong way, not because of his cunning repertoire, she just felt an eeriness surrounding him—not even Justin, whom she hated more than anything could make her feel so uncomfortable. Rowan studied her greatly. She was beautiful. It was a shame she was no longer married to Justin Santiago, after all he was a man who didn’t know how to appreciate

Anastasia nestled into my arms, and I couldn't help but hold her closer, my heart full of gratitude for the joy she has brought into my life, even though I bring her pain. "Princess," I whisper, my voice filled with affection, "moments like these remind me of what truly matters." She smiles at me, her dark hair tousled and her eyes radiant. I felt a profound sense of love and connection that transcended the boundaries of our different worlds. "Me too, Jim," she replies softly. "In these moments, we find the magic in our love." With that, we shared a kiss that held the promise of more moments like this, where the billionaire and the commoner found a love that was both playful and profound, a

“What do you want? Charity? A thank-you note? Because I don’t have anything left to give.” His lips curved, just a little. Not a smile. Something darker. “I want you.” The words landed heavy between them. She laughed once, short and sharp. “Excuse me?” “Ninety days,” he said. “You belong to me. Completely. No limits outside of permanent harm. You live where I say. You wear what I choose. You come when I call. You obey. In return, the debt disappears. Every cent. Clean slate. Your family name stays untouched. The company folds quietly. No one ever knows how close it came to dragging you under.”

There was something burning about him, an inner fire that terribly excited Allysa. But she hadn’t lost her head. She was still in control of her emotions. _3000 euros, she said, looking at him défiantly. The man closed his eyes without saying anything. Then he suddenly reopened them. _Okay, Allysa. 3000 euros. He took off his jacket, his tie, then his white shirt. His torso was muscular, and his pecs were powerful. Allysa’s eyes then drifted to his stomach; his abs were beautifully sculpted, and she wanted to taste them…

Aarav detests flaws. The manner in which she'd said his name - Aarav it was like it had left a sour taste. I noted it but put it in my back pocket for later. You pick up on people when you're dealing with couples. And this couple seemed.off. "Noted. And the dress fitting is set for" "I know the itinerary, Rhea." She finally looked at me, a cat-like smile pulling at her lips. "That's why I hired you. You're the best at faking everything's fine even when it isn't."

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