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I'm gonna choose one to three books only, I can't handle reading multiple books at a time. I walk through the billionaire genre sub-section which is clearly inscribed on the long shelf admiring each book I see. I pick up each of the books the book cover and title attracts me to scan through, for some attempting to scan through the main body to check if there's anything that interests me. At last I end up taking down with me three books, which suit my taste at this particular time. Pride of the Billionaire Bachelor, 1095 Days of Dangerous Temptation and Second Chance for the Billionaire.

Alpha Lucien 6. Alpha Ashton 7. The Billionaire's Sweetest Love, Mr. Houston's Enchantress 8. The Abandoned Bride, My baby's Daddy Is In Love With Us. Kindy check them and give them a try based on your preference. They are all great books and you will not be disappointed. They are all completed.

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Warning -) All are my books. List of Completed books BOOK 1 LINK -https://www.goodnovel.com/book_info/21000001955 Spoiled billionaire's innocent Bride. *completed* Deep romance , heart break , happy ending.Story of a cold hearted billionaire and a sassy beautiful boy ."Do whatever you want to do , call me bitch , slut, whore ,or whatever ,just remember i just want you .i will always have whatever i have wanted ." -JustinRay grace being a popular the most hot eligible bachelor in town .The cold and hot ceo . He hates bitches who loves to spread their legs just for anyone .will the two

“An empty glass for Piper, and for Veronica…” “Merlot,” Veronica said. “Merlot,” Bridget said. She lowered her hand to her side, which placed the notecard at her hip near Veronica. Veronica’s eyes flitted down to it. Bridget didn’t seem to notice. The servant nodded, and made her exit. “Are you excited for the challenge tomorrow?” I asked Bridget, hoping to fulfill my role in distracting her, so that Veronica could make her move. “I am,” Bridget said. “Confident too. I’m certain I have the best chance of winning the date with Nicholas. Ah, a romantic boat cruise. It will be so romantic. I can’t wait!”

She could hear from his voice he was pouting like a child whose favourite toy had just been taken away. ‘I was working late.’ ‘I tried the office. They said you’d gone home.’ ‘I told them to say that, David. I didn’t want to be disturbed.’ ‘Oh, pity. There’s nothing wrong, is there?’ ‘No,’ she lied. ‘Look, Bridget asked me to find out what she should wear. I think she’s got the idea that ermine and tiaras are statutory with members of the British aristocracy.’ ‘It’s black tie for the men. Something slinky and long would be nice.’

she banged on the gate, her voice rising. Drenched and shivering, Tiffany had no choice but to beg. Ethan reappeared with an umbrella, walking towards her with slow, deliberate steps, his movements graceful in the rain. Tiffany froze, transfixed by his rugged charm. As he reached her, he opened the gate, and she hurried in, standing before the door, shivering. "Wait," Ethan said, as he opened the door, his eyes locking onto hers. Tiffany's eyebrows furrowed, unsure what to expect. Ethan disappeared, returning with a shirt and shorts. "You can't go in like this," he said, nodding towards her soaked clothes. "Take this."

Adrian Cross smiled for the cameras like a man who had just conquered the world. Beside him stood Elena Langford, glowing beneath the flashes of expensive cameras and media attention, every inch the perfect rich man’s bride. The internet was obsessed already. Business blogs called it the union of the year. Investors called it strategic. The public called it romantic. I called it predictable. A humorless smile tugged briefly at my lips before disappearing just as quickly. Adrian had always been ambitious, but the problem with ambitious men was that they eventually confused greed for intelligence. Marrying Leonard Langford’s daughter was not love. It was business. A move. A transaction wrappe

In her hands, she holds a magnificent bouquet of my favorite lilies, their delicate fragrance wafting through the air. The audience watches in collective anticipation, the hushed whispers adding a layer of mystique to the unfolding moment. My heart pounds in my chest as Gabby gracefully descends to one knee before me, her smile radiant and maybe a bit nervous. The world around us blurs, leaving only her in sharp focus. The lilies she presents, a symbol of our shared history, carry a profound weight. I take the bouquet from her outstretched hands and hold the flowers close to my chest.

“You follwed me. Do you even realize how criminal that sounds?” He bows. Again. What is this? A remake of The Bridgerton series with a 21st century theme? Wonderful series by the way, but I digress. “Please accept the envelope, Miss Amani.” He even knows my name. Pushed by pure curiosity, I accept the envelope and flick it open. The moment I get the weird seal thingy off the flap, the scent of rosemary filters into my nostrils — one of my most favourite scents in the world.