Billionaire's Regret: Finding Her Novels & Stories

I had walked away from the villa without looking back even though my heart shattered the moment the ink dried. Nathan had delivered the news in the worst way possible. I was sad, angry, and embarrassed by what had happened. He had made up his mind before we arrived. Our “romantic getaway” had been nothing but a plan to humiliate me in front of his colleagues and business associates. I could feel his eyes watching me. Waiting for an outburst, a reaction from me. I had given him everything except my dignity and I intend to keep it that way. “Do you regret it?” He asked, finally breaking the silence

The sight of it shocked me, but it did not shock me as much as the lithe woman standing beside him. She looked... gorgeously otherworldly. Her beauty was out of this world and her green eyes were complete focused on Drey. Unlike Drey, her smile was wide and contagious. They was an energy about her that was rich, warm, inviting and mysterious. Was that her? Was that “Vanessa Hart, we’re quite surprised by the news of your engagement to the billionaire bachelor, Drey Falcon,” one of the newsmen said, cutting through my thoughts. Bachelor? Did they say he was a bachelor? Only hours after divorcing me? My pulse quickened , my breaths coming out in shallow bursts.

"If you admit that you regret it, then I’ll help you find her. Otherwise, I might just think you’re after her for money!" Molly smiled mischievously, wanting to see if Sebastian would swallow his pride. Sebastian glared at her for a long while, before finally, with great restraint, he muttered, "Fine, I regret it, but…" "Don’t say anything else! Since you’re admitting it, then of course, I’ll help you!" Molly patted his shoulder, turning her tone sweet as she added a little extra twist. "But, you know, I’ve been eyeing this limited edition bag from LV. It’s so gorgeous, but it’s also incredibly expensive and hard to find."

“I can’t keep calm Dinah. You come home with some talk about being the long lost daughter of a billionaire, and without even allowing me to assimilate and comprehend what you’ve just said, you’re already packing up. You are leaving me Dinah, you’re leaving us and…” “And what?” She asked, heaving slightly as she turned to face Tessa. “This is not fair at all. I’m happy for you, but are you sure that…” “If you’re happy for me, then you would be assisting me not shouting at me. Oh goodness! What do you even expect me to do or say? You want me to believe that my newfound fortune is not true, and now I know the kind of person you are. You of all people know how bad I’ve been having it these past

My heart raced, a mix of love and anticipation, my skin tingling with the memory of his touch. The beach was quiet, the waves lapping gently, the pines casting long shadows. I kicked off my sandals, the sand cool beneath my feet, memories flooding—our passionate night here, his hands on my skin, the paparazzi flash that sparked the TMZ scandal. Justin’s press tour, his family’s gradual acceptance, our Met Gala triumph—each had built us stronger. Yet Xiamond’s media shadow lingered, her Paris buzz a reminder of my old fears. Could I, Kayla Reed, once a waitress, truly claim this life with a billionaire?

Happy and Loved. And me? I am left with nothing but regret. Regret for betraying the only person who ever truly loved me as a friend. Regret for chasing after a man who never belonged to me. Regret for being so blind that I couldn’t see what I had until it was gone. If I had known she would end up in the arms of a billionaire who worships her, maybe just maybe I would have thought twice before ruining everything. Now, it is too late. I lost her. I lost everything.

He was the kind of man who didn't ask for power; rather, he took it. And now I was caught in his storm. I sat in bed, with my curtains closed, as I watched the muted TV as headlines scrolled at the bottom of the screen, and they were all versions of the same lie. The Billionaire's New Fiancée: A Redemption Arc Or Revenge Plot? We were all confused They didn't know the half of it. Neither did I. The next morning, I walked to the balcony in Killian's dress shirt and no pants. The city was still buzzing below. The air was crisp, the sky overcast, but I welcomed the quiet

Karen added while sharply glowering at the monitor. "Yes, that bitch did not find a millionaire the night of my engagement when she got humiliated" Alice irritatedly whispers. "But fuck! She found a billionaire" She added furiously. Though she tried to contain her voice, it caught some attention. As arrogant as they are, they glare at anyone who dares to look at them. "Who could have thought that worthless man is wealthy?" Karen massages her nape. They have been in devastation since Lam Cartagena's real identity was revealed.

it's been so many years we have grown up so much and we are not the kids we used to be, I'm so ashamed of myself I can't even stand before her, she's living a good life and married to a billionaire while I'm still running around trying to get myself together at the age of 26 I have nothing to boost for, and to think that I have so many secrets I'm hiding and might be thrown out of the pack mansion if one day the Alpha realizes all my lies, I fucking look so pathetic, tears of regrets rolled down my eyes and blurred my vision, “Scarlet?” I heard my name, and wiped my tears immediately looking around the place and wondering if I'm starting to hear things,

Even after he made me swear on his death be, but not after I met Anyta. She was a peaceful soul— jagged at the edges scarred, yet beautiful and full of love. I wouldn't enjoy life with her if the color of our bed sheets made magazine covers. The mysterious Owen Grayson was famous, alright, his net worth standing at the top of the Forbes list. But I knew I wouldn't find love that way, and I never want to repeat my father‘s mistakes. My hands tightened on the steering as the seconds go by. I threw a glands at Anita our hands are folded across our chest this pleasure sitting on our pretty face.