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The Billionaire Cheated Bride (Broken series book 2) by Diana Wolfe Elizabeth T. Sharma, a bastard of the rich and famous but bankrupt Carrington family was left with no other option but to marry one of the most wealthiest bachelor in America to save her late mother's foundation. She would never in a millions years imagine that her so called enemy turn fiancé would be a gorgeous mix blood with chiselled Greek feature and dimples to die for. Too bad his personality sucks.

We've been in the living room of his penthouse for a couple of minutes but my jaw was still on the floor. After trying really hard I picked it up and turned to Calvin. He's been watching me admiring the place. It's the best fucking penthouse in New York. Ofcoure, he is a billionaire he belongs in a home like this. The living room was huge and you could see the kitchen further inside and the door to a room which I guess was a guest room and the stairs which led to the floor where the master bedroom must be. It had the finest of the interiors. It was enchanting.

Suddenly, darkness started to cloud over her and she soon passed out. Eric Williams, the biggest billionaire in New York City. He is very professional towards his work, and girls seek to get his attention. He knows it very well, that girls are ready to do anything to spend one night with him. He would take one girl for a night, and ditch her the other day. Though, girls knew very well that he will ditch them, but his looks were something to die for, and they gave him all of them. Eric was sitting on his large, comfy chair......as he was the CEO of the "Williams Enterprises" Suddenly, his father made his way towards his son's desk.

He whispers. I bit my lip, chuckling a little. ”Yeah sorry about that, I don’t make a habit of falling into billionaires laps.” He frowned. ” I hope not.” I look up and into those eyes. Those beautiful bright eyes that were as hard as ice, but somehow I managed to melt into. He was so handsome, my heart was beating a million miles an hour. His lips pulled up a little into a smile, a genuine smile... dare I say. My heart nearly stops.

“Money or you.” Sophie met his gaze. “And you chose?” He dropped a document onto the table. “Neither. I chose myself.” She scanned the paper. It was a withdrawal from the Trust. He’d signed away 1.4 billion dollars in potential inheritance. Sophie whispered, “You didn’t have to do that.” “I did,” he replied. “Because I won’t build my future with hands chained to someone else’s gold.” She stepped closer. And kissed him. Camellia broke into the second partition of the Ash List USB.

Everything about this place screamed wealth and power, a sharp contrast to the simplicity of her life at home. Her hands trembled as she clutched her purse tightly. She’d agreed to this meeting out of duty, but she couldn’t shake the unease that settled in her chest. Who was Adrian Blackwood, really? And why would a man like him—a billionaire—want a stranger like her as his wife? “This way, Miss Bennett,” the butler said, his voice polite but distant.

“He expects you at his office within the hour.” Elena’s heart skipped. Damian Cross—the infamous billionaire whose empire stretched across finance, media, and real estate. Newspapers painted him as ruthless. Employees whispered that he was a man without warmth, without mercy. And now, he held her family’s fate in his hands. “Do I have a choice?” she asked bitterly. Adrian gave her a measured look. “He doesn’t usually give choices.”

she glared angrily at him. Santiago stood to his feet and brought out his card which he placed on the counter “I will never ask that from you. I respect you enough not to ask that from you, it’s just that I...” he was going to explain his predicament but thought that she wouldn’t understand “I just need a girlfriend badly” he said. “You’re rich, so get yourself one” she spat then began packing the plates and cups they used. “I know this is a lot to ask but call me when you change your mind Joan” he turned to leave but stopped in his tracks and turned to her “I don’t need a mistress and if I did, I don’t need to ask” he winked then turned and left the café.

She actually hit me. "Why?! Because he has nothing now you want to leave him?" She slapped my face again. "How could you..." Something inside me wilted — not from the pain, but from how easily she believed I deserved it. "You work, you feed this family, and now you want to throw him away? Do you think he'll offer you alimony if you asked?!" "No, Mum... I didn’t think of it like that..." "He's a multi-millionaire. Do you really think he's in love with you? He’ll only use you as a sex toy and dump you, why don't you understand?! And you're willing to divorce your husband who loves you so much for him?!"

I have watched her behind the shadows for too long, under the shackles of these evil people and now, all I want is to protect her. I saw the way she looked at me—with fear and disgust. How could I change that? How can I show her that for her, I could be a better man and much more? How could I tell her I spent years building an empire for her? I had her ring crafted by the best jeweler in Asia? For the first time in years, my heart thumped loudly. I don't give a damn about the twenty million—it's nothing to me compared to her. All I want, all I’ve wanted these past years is Savannah McGrathy.