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“She’ll probably spend the whole holiday in here if you let her.” I walked the aisles slowly, trailing my fingers over the books. Classics. Thrillers. A whole section of contemporary romance—Mirabel’s doing, mostly. She’d started collecting them in high school, said they were “escapist but smart.” I’d never read them. Too many happy endings. Too much hope wrapped in pretty words. I pulled one down at random. Dark cover, brooding man in a suit, and title written in gold foil: Claimed by the Billionaire. I snorted softly, then slid it back.

Elena’s POV One and a half year later She drew the blinds, made a hot chocolate and settled down with a book in her lap. It was a romance she had bought from the local supermarket. It was the story of a girl who ran from her house and found a considerate guy in the new city who was hiding from his past. “Loving The Writer Billionaire”, she read the title. She started the book but put it down. There were so many questions in her mind.

CEO Billionaire Collection Book 1: One-night Stand with a Billionaire ELLIE "Shot! Shot! Shot!" The chant reverberated through the opulent casino bar, and. I watched with a mix of amusement and horror as one of the bridesmaids—whose name I'd already forgotten—climbed atop a table, shimmying to the pulsating beat. “Is she…?” I asked myself. Yep, she was twerking. Vegas. The city where subtlety came to die and was promptly buried beneath neon lights and sequined dresses.

For a moment, she imagined a version of her life where this wasn’t a contract — where love wasn’t a rule she had to break. She slipped it onto her finger, the diamond catching the morning light. “Perfect,” Ethan said quietly, his eyes lingering a little too long on her hand. And for the first time, Ava thought she saw a crack in his carefully built walls — something fragile and human beneath the billionaire mask. Maybe this wasn’t just business after all. --- Move to the next Chapter 3: “The Gala and the Whispered Rumors” next? Don't stop reading Thanks.

she said simply. I stared at her, waiting for the punchline. When it didn’t come, I laughed, a short, bitter sound. "Is this some kind of joke?" "Not at all," she said in all seriousness. "The man in question is a billionaire. He needs a wife, and we need someone desperate enough to take the deal. And Y-O-U, my dear, fits the bill perfectly." The words stung, but I couldn’t deny the truth in them. I was desperate. Homeless. Heartbroken. Seeking revenge.

“Is that how you thank me for saving your ass?” I could feel his warm breath against my skin, a mix of mint and alcohol. His face was clearer now as the moonlight spilled on us—he was nothing like I expected. I’d imagined a rough looking man with brown teeth but he was the complete opposite. But why did he seem so familiar? Have we met? “Please,” I whispered. “I don't want to marry.” I covered my face with my palms. He paused, staring intensely at me. “Do you have twenty million then?” He finally spoke, his voice slicing through the small silence.

Pride of the Billionaire Bachelor, 1095 Days of Dangerous Temptation and Second Chance for the Billionaire. These I picked upon careful selection, in one way or the other, I fancy these books because it has something to do with me. The first two from the blurb are themed on sexy obsession and the third is all bothered on a second chance. The hero is a billionaire who offended the heroine and both broke up, they later met unexpectedly, and what will happen between them? The interesting blurb actually prompts me to pick them up. "Can I take the three of these, I want to read them. They seem interesting."

In that moment, with the scent of our mingled passion still clinging to our skin, the allure of unraveling the enigma that was Lachlan McIntyre eclipsed every rational thought, every lingering shred of professionalism. And as the first tendrils of a weak dawn light began to try to penetrate the thick clouds still rolling over the horizon, I found myself letting go of my muddled thoughts and succumbing to the siren call of slumber, my mind swirling with visions of the secrets and shadows that awaited me in the days to come. I melted into the comforting embrace of Lachlan's arms and found myself oddly at peace with that realization, content—for now—to bask in the afterglow of our passion and r

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