Billionaire On Fire: Chasing Her Novels & Stories

She chuckled and glanced at me up and down. "Somewhere important? Really? Do you have anywhere important to be except here? You are a fool, a nobody, you don't even deserve to be my bodyguard!" She yelled at me. I walk towards her and stop in front of her. "Yes, you are rich and I'm poor, so what? A lot of poor Americans still work for the elites, if we don't then who will?" I asked angrily. "I want my innocent and lovely Emma back, your egoistic self is nothing like Emma!"

“Please leave.” “I know you.” she told me, “Levi Del Campa. The owner of H.K. You’re a billionaire.” So that was what all this was about. She wanted to seduce me for money. Was it just my luck to attract women who only wanted me for what they could get from me? I sighed, tired and annoyed she’d interrupted my sleep. “I’m not interested in you, Shanice. I have a wife.” “There’s nothing wrong with having a side chick. I’m sure you billionaire guys all have one.”

he said nonchalantly. Khloe went into deep thoughts then came to a conclusion. “You said you were there for a mission, like the driver you told me about. So that means….” she was reasoning out loud when she trailed off. “You catch on pretty fast,” he commented. “I know I'm sort of taking advantage of this memory loss thing you got going on but I apologise. I never meant to deceive any of you,” he said but Khloe didn't understand anything at all.... “I am confused. Didn't you tell me before that you weren't a driver but a billionaire, disguised to take down his family killer?” She said in a haste.

She had always been like this. She’s one of my co-workers at the Cabaret, and one of the most sought out dancers by the customers. She always wants to compete with me for a lot of reasons but I usually don’t even pay a little attention to it. And truth to be told, there is this rumor spreading that Lord Christ is actually interested in her. I hope not. I wouldn’t want her to gain the upper hand again, especially with that attitude of hers. “It looks like you’re gaining a lot of customers recently,” Jem commented before taking a gum out of her mouth.

Louise said. "Pepper eater?" I wondered. "Eats pepper. That animal always has pepper in his teeth," Louise answered, making me shake my head. Louise and I spoke clearly for a moment. She told the whole gossip about Joseph. It is said that someone also leaked the video just now of them kissing in a bar. Joseph is rich and a millionaire so he is a famous person. "You know, we'll just drink that pain away. Come with us and let's go to a bar! What do you say, girls?" Louise said and turned to Mercedes.

“To Emma Davis-Blake… may her fall be louder than her rise.” I didn’t raise mine. I didn’t need to. Because in my mind, I’d already started writing the headline. Billionaire’s Wife: What Is Emma Hiding? Only, we had no idea what she truly was hiding. And how the moment that truth came to light— Everything we planned would fall apart. Because some rises can’t be undone. And some women? They were born for fire.

Reduce her to a pile of ashes. “What’s got you in such a foul mood?” he asks, kicking my feet out of his way. “Does it have something to do with that werewolf chick? The cheerleader?” “Who else?” I sit up, eyes glowing for a second. “She’s making moves in secret. Get this. Her billionaire father just bought her a fucking island in the middle of nowhere. It’s supposed to be an emergency haven, where she can hide comfortably if there’s ever a hint of danger.”

“Come on, but happy baby. I just landed with a chaebol. He's a millionaire heir.” At this point, she took in a bit of happiness that she's better after all her boyfriend is a billionaire. “Oh no, we're no longer together.” She slowly whispered to the hearing of Chloe although she never thought to do this. “What do you mean?” Chloe left her story and got interested in hers. “Who's that?” She already suspected it might be Adrian but still she got to confirm from her own words. “Adrian and I might never get to date,” she paused, swallowing saliva. Her eyes went dull and dim and she glanced down. Tears filled Chloe's eyes, she's a best friend who absolutely looked out for her.

Isn't this the place where the famous billionaire lived? I stepped back. Oh no, Dorothy. What are you thinking? Are you planning on applying as a maid here? But there's nothing I can do. I need money for my mom. "Goodness, it's getting out of hand." I heard a man spoke behind me so I turned to face him. My eyes widened when I saw him! The famous billionaire! Danmar Bertrand! Am I really seeing him now? He isn't inside a tv screen, a billboard, a painting and anything else? Is he really in front of me?

Yet, for the first time in a decade, she felt entirely, ruthlessly free. [SYSTEM SUGGESTION: Host’s current attire is rated 0/100 for 'Billionaire Queen' status. Immediate wardrobe upgrade required.] [Routing Host to the nearest premium luxury district...] A glowing, holographic arrow materialized on the sidewalk, pointing down the winding, wealthy streets of the hills. Chloe followed it. With her new physical endurance, the three-mile walk felt like a light stroll. By the time she reached the glittering, neon-drenched avenue of the high-end shopping district, the adrenaline was settling into a cold, calculated focus.