Beauty And The Billionaire Lauren Romane & Geschichten

Bernardo – I am an entrepreneur and CEO of my company and I am 28 years old, born and raised here in France, I have a younger sister, Helena who just gave the family little Valentina, who is the most beautiful thing in this world and grace my two rare jewels I ended up meeting the most beautiful woman in this world, Ana, as soon as I saw her standing there stroking her tiny belly, I was paralyzed and caught in those blue eyes and since that day I never lost sight of her, of course now the belly she's much bigger and clearly visible and she's getting prettier every day, I think I'm madly in love with her, a few days ago I couldn't stand it and declared myself to her, and what she said to me m

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

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."

I answered it immediately, pulling the phone to my ear. "What?" I hissed into the receiver. "You sound tense, darling," Vivian Moreau’s smooth, sarcastic voice purred on the other end. "Did the big, bad billionaire reject you again?" "Shut the fuck up, Vivian," I spat, pacing across the room. "He just walked out on me. And I just saw the footage from the warehouse. They kissed. Julian and Lauren. They fucking kissed!" Vivian let out an amused chuckle. "I told you his obsession was growing. The bitchy sister of yours has him wrapped around her little finger. Did you manage to transfer the next batch of funds like I told you to?"

CHAPTER 6 Lexi's POV “¡Mira esto, Lexi! (Look at this, Lexi!) You’re practically royalty now,” Aria said between bursts of laughter, nearly dropping her phone. “Mystery Latina Beauty Tames the Billionaire Ice," she read aloud dramatically. “Dios mío (oh my God), I can’t breathe!” “Nope. No. I’m not doing this,” I said, sipping some coffee. “Wait, wait—listen to this one!” Aria said through her giggles. “‘The billionaire bachelor has been hiding a spicy romance? And she’s not from the Upper East Side, folks!’ Girl, they think you’re exotic!”

“I came to pick you up. I thought I’d surprise you.” The bouquet felt heavier than it should as I took it from him, my fingers brushing against the delicate petals. “You didn’t have to.” “I wanted to,” he replied simply, his gaze unwavering. Behind me, I could feel the eyes of my colleagues boring into my back. Whispers floated in the air, speculation buzzing like a swarm of bees. The billionaire husband coming to collect his wife—it was the kind of scene that belonged in a novel, not my life. “I… I have an appointment after work,” I said cautiously, my mind flickering to Marco.