Novel & Cerita Caged By The Billionaire Heir

She was worried and requested that I tighten the security in my house and be very careful. "I've prepared some delicious food, mother. Should I bring it for you to eat?" I asked. She laughed and asked me to bring the food. I went to the kitchen and brought the food. She ate, and we began another discussion. "I met this beautiful girl while I was relaxing at Lagos Beach. Her beauty and physique were unmatched. Mother, I think I love this girl," I opened up to my mother, and she laughed. "Are you sure you're not just carried away by obsession? Why would you see a woman for the first time and start loving her? That's strange!" My mother understood the kind of person I was. I was the kind of bil

he said as we said our byes and ended the call. I don't know why I feel uneasy,I feel as if something is about to happen. Something bad, something terrible........I just hope nothing happens to Bradley or my baby... . . ~Pamela's POV~ . . He raised his glass to his lips and gulped the liquid down as my smile grew wide. I made the host put our seats on one table in order to monitor him. "Mr Barcelo, how does it feel to be the youngest billionaire in this country?" An older man asked, looking at me flirtiously. "Feels great,but am still Bradley, nothing has changed" he replied as.... another waiter passed by with a tray of drinks.

"Mrs. Eleanor." "Yes, sir?" "Don't let her out of your sight." Aubrey gasped dramatically. "Excuse me? Am I five years old?" Killian finally glanced over his shoulder. "No." His gray eyes held hers for one long heartbeat. "You are someone I cannot afford to lose." Then he walked out. The heavy front doors closed behind him. Silence settled over the mansion. Mrs. Eleanor smiled to herself. Aubrey noticed. "What?" "Oh... nothing." "No, tell me."

I'm still crazy about the sensation we both share. We made it a few more rounds before Adahlia fell. She put her arm around me as I hugged her. We are feeling each other's warm and naked body. – "Oh my gosh! Sebastian, why didn't you get married first!? What did I say to you child!? I cannot believe this, my banana bear! #Shocked!" "Damn it, you're an heir, and you're really young. Wake up and we'll figure it out." I woke up to shouting and talking. Damn, the TV is on early in the morning!? I'm the only person here!

“You’re insane.” “Probably.” “I’m nineteen.” “I’m aware.” “That’s illegal in like… most states.” He snorts. “I own most states.” Of course he does. I stand up, start pacing because pacing feels productive. “Let me get this straight. You murdered a guy, kidnapped me, deleted my entire digital life, and now you want to marry me? Did I miss anything?” “Yes. You’re going to give me an heir within one year.” I stop pacing. “Come again?”

A Short Story Before Continuation A Quickie With An Assasin Billionaire Blurb=> Trained from birth to be a lethal assassin, The youngest billionaire in the city, Jared living a double life as a charming zillionaire business mogul and genetically an underworld heir to the most feared (assasin) family is dispatched on his inaugural mission by his father to eliminate Olivia, the heiress of a powerful empire. But when a miscalculated risk embedded in a twist of fate brings them together, their initial confrontation, a quick sexual intercourse ignites an unexpected spark.

I was swung around in a hug and given ten minutes to be kissed by him. He whispered, "We're going to meet tomorrow," in a grim look. “Tomorrow,” I whispered back. Yet, as expected, the situation was not perfect. By morning, the world was already in flames. The headlines hit first. “Billionaire Damian Cole Engaged? Who's the Mystery Woman?”. Does the term "Runaway Bride" refer to a career con artist? Or not? Damian's fiancee' story is brought to light. Photos of me. Of Dylan. Of my past.

Sienna stood frozen in front of the television. Julian’s picture stayed on the screen far too long, followed by a blurry shot of her holding his hand outside his school. The headline screamed at her like an accusation. “The Secret Heir of Cavendish: Damian Cavendish’s Hidden Family Exposed” Her legs buckled, and she sank into the couch. “This can’t be happening,” she whispered. Damian didn’t answer. His phone was pressed to his ear, his expression cold and sharp, his voice clipped as he barked orders at whoever was on the other end of the line.

I stood up and poured myself another drink, “What is it that you want to talk about? Make it quick. I have work to do” “It is the weekend. Chill” “I mean it, Westin. Be quick” “Alright, grumpy old man. You are no fun” he took a can of beer and drank it before he continued. “The lost heiress is back” “Who?” I gestured for him to sit and sat next to him, “Get to the point, Westin” “Melina Cage, the lost heiress is back. And rumours out there are saying that she is planning to take back Cage Industries. It is a war out there going on between her and her uncle. Pretty ugly”

She gives unbearable pain to him today. Tears were hiding somewhere in my eyes, you taught them to weep. No! He is not going to seat here in his miseries. He is Maan Singhal. The Great Business Man. He can get her by hook or crook now. Yes, it is going to happen like this only. She is his. Only his, His Darling...he cannot let her go. He will get her. He smirks evilly as his evil side overpowers his all goodness.