Novel & Cerita Blind To Billionaire

When she finally looked back up, his eyes were already on her. Steady. Unreadable. “You love him very much.” “He’s all I have left.” The words came out softer than intended. Something flickered across Damien’s face again. Recognition. Pain. Gone too quickly to study. Amara frowned slightly. “Do you have family?” The billionaire took a slow sip of whiskey. “My parents are dead.” “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be.” His voice hardened instantly. “They weren’t good people.” That surprised her.

“Can you believe it? We actually caught a big shot. Don Rossi’s gonna be real happy about this.” Another man, shorter with a deep frown, walked toward them. His sharp eyes scanned the scene before settling on the black luxury car. “What the hell happened? Whose car is that?” The tall one smirked, puffing out his chest. “Remember when I told you I got intel about some billionaire flying into Italy? Well… we got him.” The short man’s eyes widened. “Wait… have you told Don Rossi yet?” The taller man waved a hand dismissively. “No need. I brought him as a present. Why ruin the surprise?”

If someone would know of our deal, I can never erase the fact that I got blinded by the money and the will to get rid of my father's company debt and that I overlooked my own dignity. I feel Lilian’s hands grasping mine as she puts down her glass of wine. "How do you know that, Bethy. This are just speculation.” "I... we're in two different worlds. He's a billionaire while I…if the world gets to know….I don’t even want to think about it Lilian.”

Some people just couldn’t move on—either because of pride or because they loved too deeply. “So, why exactly do you want revenge?” I asked lazily, though curiosity was creeping in. Tears formed in his striking gray eyes. My annoyance faltered for a moment. “Because she’s the reason I can no longer see the world,” he said quietly. I frowned, confused. “What do you mean?” “I’m blind,” he said, voice heavy with emotion. “I may have beautiful eyes, but I can no longer see light.” I bit my lip, speechless. That explained why he didn’t blink often—and why his gaze seemed so fixed.

"One hundred and forty million. They’re calling you a visionary in the press. Behind closed doors? They’re calling you a liability." ​I didn't look up from the blueprints spread across my desk. I kept my compass steady, marking the perimeter of my new empire. "If you’re here to offer a post-mortem on my financial decisions, Mr. König, you’re late. The check has already cleared."

he murmured before turning and striding out of the room, leaving me alone with a man who already loathed my presence. The room was enveloped with silence. I studied him for a moment; His blindfold was tied neatly around his head, the silky material blending into his dark hair. Without the hospital gown, he looked even more like the man I’d heard about, Xander Sinclair, billionaire heir, cold businessman, and now, an injured man who had no idea how to accept help. His chest rose and fell evenly, but his fingers twitched slightly, as if he were holding himself back from reacting further.

This time Alessa patted his back. Alessa couldn’t help but smile to herself. A few months ago this billionaire was terrorizing her, taking away her company, her bed, her pride, but now, she couldn’t help but see that he was just another human being. It seemed the billionaire’s walls were crumbling down, Alessa just needed to verify if it was because of her. Maybe after he spills all of ‘her New York’ out of his system, she would interrogate him.

Blind to my cheating bastard of a husband. Blind to the betrayal that has gutted me from the inside out. I sigh as I imagine the many ways I could take this man out in his sleep. But I decide against that, for now. Since the moment the truth broke wide open, I’ve thrown myself into my old financial catalog. Something Zade never took seriously. Even though my old tech algorithms that I allowed him to use for his technology helped him to become the success he is today. Being a strong business woman is something he assumed I couldn’t handle because I was blind.

She stood still, dumbstruck. "Who do you think you are to judge me?" "your lawyer..." "yes" He cuts in "The lawyer who fucks the wife of a billionaire, how fulfilling" She glared at him, her nose flaring and her hands ready to grab any sharp object. "I love him, can you relate? No, I bet you can't. The only thing that you are good at is manipulating people when they are at their lowest, most vulnerable, and women with cheating husbands!" Rachel scolds moving towards him as she puts on her bra rigorously.

A murmur rippled through the crowd, shocked whispers spreading like wildfire. “A hundred million? Did he just say a hundred million?” one guest gasped, her hand clutching her pearls. “No way,” another man muttered under his breath, disbelief etched on his face. “Where’s he getting that kind of money?” "Who the hell is this guy?" whispered another voice. "He's willing to pay that much to save the Lelands?" Maria, standing behind Rene, could feel her heart hammering in her chest. She didn’t know Gunnar well, but the sheer amount of money he was offering made her stomach twist with both fear and uncertainty. This was a game far bigger than she’d realized.