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Simple but clearly expensive. "I can't wear that. What if I lose it?" "You won't. Turn around." I turned, and he fastened it around my neck. His fingers brushed the nape of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "Perfect," he murmured. "Ready?" "No. But let's go anyway." The restaurant was in Beverly Hills, the kind of place where the menu didn't have prices and everyone spoke in hushed tones. The maître d' greeted Alexander by name.

"I’ll handle Reece. Just don’t screw this up further!" "If you don’t, I’ll lose everything—my inheritance, my connections. Please, Madam!" Benedict begged, his voice trembling. "I said I’ll handle it," she snapped, ending the call abruptly when she heard footsteps approaching. She quickly composed herself. "Good morning, Mommy!" Vivian chirped, walking in with a basket of perfectly arranged Yubari King Melons. Mrs. Hastings’ mood softened instantly. "Good morning, my beautiful daughter. What’s all this?"

She'd dressed carefully that morning – a crisp navy blazer over a silk blouse, with a smoothly ironed suit trouser accompanied with her black 6 inch heels. "Ms. Freya!" Her assistant Lena burst through the door agitated before Freya could even put down her coffee. Stephanie’s face was red, and she placed her tablet quit tight against her chest. Her usually perfectly styled hair was slightly messy, suggesting she'd been running her hands through it – something she only did when really stressed. "You need to see this right now.” Stephanie said, tensed. The tablet landed on her desk, and Freya almost dropped her coffee when she saw the headline:

This time the comments beneath one of the articles caught my eye before I could avoid them. Gold digger. Attention seeker. Washed-up singer. She trapped him. She looks like trouble. I handed the tablet back so quickly that it nearly slipped from my fingers. The room stayed quiet. Joe did not move. Xavier placed the tablet on the desk and came a little closer, not enough to crowd me. “This is what he wants,” he said. “He wants you ashamed and frightened before anything real has even begun.” I let out a weak laugh. “That part is working.”

"Partners." ***** This Concludes 'The Billionaire's Bride' However you can meet Beth and Richard again in 'Mastering the Virgin and 'Buying the Virgin'

One could crave to know about something or someone without caring about said thing, so I tried to reassure myself. "Thanks," I muttered to the chauffeur. "I will meet you back here in an hour." I gave a curt nod to the man. Then I opened the door and darted outside, running from my own thoughts. ******** The boutique was large, containing several aisles and bustling, purposeful people, who seemed to know their way around here like the back of their hands. Suddenly, I felt like a lost duckling. Quickly spotting an aisle that seemed to hold what I wanted to buy, I darted forward. I slid behind a mannequin, then looked around in awe, again.

Jayden looked up from the file in his hand. "Yup!" lucas popped the P. "We've got a prime piece of real estate in the downtown area, ripe for development. With your company's resources and expertise, we could turn it into a luxury condominium complex. The profits would be astronomical." he said, leaning back in his seat. I frowned at his carefree attitiude. 'who was this?' I thought, curious. he had a typical mafioso vibe to him. Scar on his right brow, tatoos peeking out of his unbuttoned shirt, ring covered fingers.

I sighed, looking around the softly lit boutique, and it kept hitting me that I didn't want to be there. "Hi!" Someone chimed. I looked up. It was a store attendant, a gay man— obviously, from his makeup and the deadly heels he had on, I was beginning to wonder how he even walked on them. He curled his fingers, gesturing so much as he talked. "We have another couple here to seal the deal, right?" He smacked his lips as he chewed gum. "Beverly Ray?" Mercury asked, "It's you, right? You're all over my fyp! Oh, my fucking gosh!"

They had landed at the airport that morning and had gone from one meeting after the next and now had only just arrived at the hotel they were staying at and all she wanted was a hot shower and a good night's sleep for tomorrow's busy schedule. Sadly,Mr Gabriel wasn't done working, and that meant no sleep for Reid until he said so. “Yes, Mr. Gabriel”, She said keeping her voice emotionless. He acknowledged her response with a nod and began looking through the contents of a stock market pamphlet with intense focus. When Reid learned that she would be sharing the penthouse suite of one of the most exclusive hotels in Dubai with her boss, she had a moment of panic, until she'd seen the suite. It

what a joke! They just can't keep their greedy little hands off of this matter, selling the land would either be worth billions or even trillion or more. I guess my family has greed stronger than grief While walking alone on the sidewalk I saw someone come out of the book store, it was Hue. My bully when I was in college. It looked like he has a change of heart because he looked cleaner than when he was a party boy He was wearing a suit and his attention was glued on his phone, my mood was now low because he appeared in front of me. Before I could even have a chance to change direction and walk away he saw me after he turned off his phone and shoved it in his pocket.