Between The Sheets With Mr Billionaire Novels & Stories

He smirked. "Hmmm... Marriage on paper doesn't have that luxury." He knelt on the bed his leg on either side of me. When he gets this close it tends to get hot. "I can afford it Helena. Don't get forget I'm the billionaire in the room." He's confident. I don't scare him. I like that.

It turned out… She endured everything, was it just for this piece of paper? Suddenly, she raised her head: “Mr. Milan, Mr. Milan, I beg you. It’s all money, all 17 billion, not a single cent missing, there’s no difference, put it in the bank card today, put it in the bank card tomorrow, what’s the difference?”

And lastly, she was linking her arms next to a tall handsome man I didn't know! As if to make things worse, another man appeared from the entrance, tall and confident. I instantly recognized this one. A top billionaire in the city with his retail shops established in over five hundred branches scattered across countries. Adrian Smith, owner of A&D group. What was he doing here? "Meghan dear. I've made reservations already. We don't want to be late." That Adrian was speaking to my wife like they were buddies! "What? Reservations? What reservations?" I forgot my purpose of visiting and instantly wanted to just hold my Meghan by the hand and drag her away from these men.

She wants to meet his parents? His parents! She didn't mean it! She was not prepared to meet the Hathaways! The security in the compound and the maids all over the place gave her anxiety. This is a popular billionaire family... and she was dressed like this? What will Mr. Hathaway say? Bruno is in a relationship company's whale.

Her body bounced up and down gently. Bang… The door slammed shut. Natasha removed the patch from her eyes and looked around, only to find herself in a dimly lit room on a round bed with a white bedspread. The room was twice as big as hers. The furnishings lavishly placed throughout looked expensive. Everything was elegant, whether it was the bed, the side tables, or the chest of drawers. The gold leaf that adorned the furniture made them distinct and showed that it was not an ordinary bedroom. The heavy brown curtains kept the outside light from entering the room.

I thought of not using any violence and everything will be done with this matter through peaceful negotiations so I remain myself calm even if he threw a punch on me but then when he said all those crap things about her I couldn't control my anger which made me to react in this manner. "don't you ever dare say a word about her I won't hold back if you speak anything about her,again"I snarled at him. "oh so miss trash has finally succeeded in seducing Mr billionaire, good job now you'll used him to your fullest I mean you guys are perfect for each other ,miss trash can fulfill her physical needs from the Mr billionaire and Mr billionaire on the other hand can maybe do the same" he said with t

I was sure she'd be thrilled to meet the Adrian Steele. "Ok and?" She asked, uninterested. "Ok and?! Don't you know who I am?" I asked, arching a brow as I stared at her with disbelief. There was no way on earth something like this was possible right? Not knowing the Adrian Steele! Most wanted CEO? Nah, definitely no way. Rolling her eyes, she wrapped her arms, staring at me, "Are you the president?" She asked sarcastically. I furrowed my brows as I looked at her blankly. It couldn't be right? Aye! Maybe it hasn't clicked in her head yet. The smug look on my face disappeared as I leaned closer. Maybe she needed a closer look right?

I furthered to her hand and my eyes widened at the luggage she held. “Hey baby, she's not out?” I heard her ask as Brian’s hand was wrapped around her waist. I stood there, perplexed by the scene. What was happening here? “Who's this?” I questioned, staring at Brian for an explanation and his answer made my legs tremble. “You don't have the right to ask me questions. What are you still doing in my house, woman? Sign the divorce papers and leave, this instant!” He sternly said, his gaze not leaving the lady.

Bae couldn’t help but look at me again, this time from head to toe. “My, my, if it isn’t Mrs. Billionaire. You look really good, by the way." She said, checking her out with an exaggerated look of admiration. I rolled her eyes and laughed. “Oh, shut up, Bae.” "Oh and how is our little baby billionaire huh?" She asked, touching my baby bump. "The baby is fine. And stop referring to us as Billionaires please." I said, rolling my eyes. "Well, aren't you billionaires? I'll keep calling you billionaire, billionaire." She commented as we both chuckled.

" I will help you to the bathroom he said and carried me bridal style. The maids will take care of that he said when he saw my graze on the blood-stained bed sheet making me feel embassies and he carried me to the bathroom. "I will be outside if you need anything, let me know. He said and walk out of the bathroom. " After taking my bath my body was a little bit better since I could now walk out of the bathroom. When I step out of the bathroom the bedspread was already changed and I was even surprised because I didn't hear any noise when I was inside the bathroom and on the bed, there was a lady gown and other ladies' wear. Where did Laurel get these cloth I asked myself. Maybe it is the dres