Beauty And The Billionaire Lauren Novels & Stories

Oh, damn! Why is she here again? Oh my gosh, she looks so sexy! I swear, she was dressed appropriately at the office earlier! If I recall correctly, she was wearing a black blazer with long pants. But now? Wow! A black dress barely covering her thighs with an open back. Not to mention that incredibly low neckline. Her chest... looks so perfectly shaped! I look around, and she's alone. It's been a year since she started working with Krystal, focusing solely on the finance department, but I never suspected they could be so wicked. You can't catch someone like Anya so easily.

“He wasn’t just a delivery guy, was he?” Her expression showed she was very proud of herself to connecting the (obvious) dots. “Oh, my God, you were dating him! Are you still dating him? Holy shit, you landed the most eligible billionaire bachelor in Boston? You’re, like, Anastasia Steele!” The room broke out into a mixture of nervous laughter and derisive murmurs. Debbie’s long, perfect, chocolate-brown hair shimmered down her shoulders and her creamy skin made Laura want to claw her. “If I had a billionaire boyfriend I sure would quit in a heartbeat!” Debbie couldn’t—wouldn’t— shut up, and Laura was quickly growing faint, her heart rate through the roof and brain spinning out of control. A

Lauren shook her head in disbelief. Who in their right mind would pay that much money for a maid? But as she read the poster's details, Lauren's eyes widened in shock. The job was with none other than billionaire CEO Damien Burlington, who was looking for a nanny for his children. Lauren hesitated for a moment before deciding to give it a shot. Lauren rushed home and feverishly completed her application. She was confident that she would get the job, which would change her life and make all of her problems disappear. But before submitting her application, she decided to call her sister Fraulein to tell her the exciting news.

But the mysterious and attractive charm from the man in the black nightgown made Vivian unable to resist but had to look back. Her first impression of Dominic was that the man was so beautiful. He was as handsome as a knight or some god out of a myth, with a tall body, broad shoulders, long arms, and an angular face full of masculinity. His gaze was sober and calm, he casually passed others but made them pay attention to him. Vivian watched him until the figure of the man disappeared behind a turn in the hospital corridor. It was not until later that she learned that he was Dominic Arnold, the richest famous billionaire, wielding fearsome power and also a notorious arms dealer. She was lucky

“Meet Lauren. Your new help.” Briella gave Lauren another glance, early twenties, well-dressed, pretty in a natural kind of way. She was too polished, too composed. Something about her felt off. But maybe it was just the exhaustion talking. Still, she nodded. “She seems perfect.” “I told you she would be.” Brian beamed, handing her a coffee. He leaned in close. “I have to run, but promise me you’ll take your meds today. You’re a CEO for crying out loud.”

He is now standing at my door frame, giggling thinking he's so funny. "Peekaboo! I found you!" He runs to me so I open my arms wide to get a hug from the little boy. "I thought you're staying with mummy?" I ask while still hugging him. "Mummy ish shick." "What? Why? What happened?" "Papa made Mummy shick." "What?" What the hell did that handsome billionaire do to Lauren? I knew it! He's too good to be true! He must be that kind of billionaire I read in Wattpäd; abusive, possessive, with lots of anger issues.

“She must know we’re leaving.” Luca’s gaze softened at the sight of her. “She doesn’t know fear,” he murmured. “I hope she never does.” I looked at him—really looked. The faint scars on his chest, the new bruises forming along his arms, the tired but determined light in his eyes. He wasn’t the same man I’d met months ago. The ruthless billionaire who ruled with an iron will was gone; what remained was the man who would die a thousand times to protect his family.

They could not ask for a better fiancee for him than Silvia. Silvia was a very beautiful and hardworking woman. She was 27. Her father happens to be a very rich businessman so she worked in her dad's company. The thing about Silvia was that Silvia was a very flashy person. She spends money on things that were way too expensive and she was a non-friendly person which was why Luciana, Lawrence's younger sister, despised her. "So should I be expecting to be an uncle very soon," Ethan asked with a grin. He loved frustrating Lawrence.

I shot back, "We'll see who ends up begging." I turned, my gaze landing on the VIP table. A man sat there in a tailored suit, lazily swirling a glass of red wine. Gabriel York was Lumeria's wealthiest man and the company's biggest investor. Lifting the hem of my dress, I walked toward him under everyone's watchful eyes. He looked up, studying me with clear interest. "Mr. York." I took a deep breath and said loudly, "The banquet's already paid for. Since the groom is trash, would you like to replace him? I've got 100 billion in assets, and I can promise you a lifetime of absolute devotion."

"What?" She glared at me with a raised brow "Liam Carter, Amy. And how was he in bed?" I blushed. "Britney—" “Get real, Amy.” She raised an eyebrow. "Not every girl gets fucked by one of the sexiest billionaires in New York. You're living every woman's dream right now." I laughed on pause, attempting to play along with this. "Oh, yeah, sure. A real fantasy." Britney snapped her fingers again. "That's the attitude! No thinking, no guilt-tripping yourself—just take the payoff."