El Asombroso Yerno Millonario Capitulo 3276 Novels & Stories

my voice broke off. “I have over a billion in an offshore account, if we leave together, we can start a new and better life elsewhere I promise you…I'll take care of you and the baby, and I promise to do everything I can to make sure I find your parents…I swear on my life Elara…you know you can trust me.”

I filled her one last time, collapsing together in a sweaty, cum-soaked heap. —------- Life after the island shifted. We returned to the world with new identities, the fortune secured. Elias called me Dad now. Elena and I married in a private ceremony, twisted vows that included promises of eternal darkness and passion. But peace was fragile. A new threat emerged in the final pages of Father’s hidden journal: another heir, a half-sister we never knew, raised by the Blackwoods. She wanted everything. In our new coastal mansion, Elena rode me on the terrace overlooking the sea. Her pregnant belly, our real child, pressed against me as she ground deep. “Another heir. Another lie to bury.”

The next few months were a ridiculous one-woman show. Enzo visited every two weeks, playing the part of the ‘devoted husband.’ But his gifts gave him away. For me, it was cheap vitamins from a corner store. For her, I saw on the family’s hidden ledgers, it was millions. Enough to buy a small arsenal. Its destination? A secret Swiss account belonging to Eliana, of course. It was clear. Just like last time. Eliana was having severe complications with her pregnancy. She was weakening fast.

Stephan began, his voice filled with anticipation, but Ruby cut him short with a raised eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes. "Another surprise?" she interjected, her tone laced with curiosity as she regarded him with a playful smile. "Yeah, just something I arranged for you to bid with," Stephan explained, a twinkle of excitement in his eyes as he typed on his phone. "I don't understand," Ruby replied, her brow furrowing with confusion as she tried to make sense of his words. "I just sent you fifteen million," Stephan continued, his voice calm and matter-of-fact. "What! Fifteen million? For what? No, Stephan, that's too much, I can't accept it," Ruby exclaimed, her eyes widening

Luis can not marry Yaze until she paid her debt, that will be my deal to Luis. Ahhh fuck! I can't accept this facts now. We need to talk how we gonna tackle the situation, the matter with the babies and Yaze. DON LUCIANO AND SENYORA ROSITA POV: "Honey, we have three grandchildren at once, I can't believed it!! God blessed us three in one," Senyora Rosita blurted out happily.

"It… settled its obligation.” Elena extended her hand towards his. "Since we settled ours.” Javier lifted an eyebrow. "Can someone explain why my restaurant appears renovated and why my daughter looks like she battled the devil and came out victorious?” Rosa let out a snort. "It’s a tale, Tío. Begins with a billionaire jerk and finishes with us erasing reality.” Javier gazed at me. I returned his look. We both burst into laughter—fractured flawless laughter that brightened the space like rays of sun.

Guevara Villa “Welcome home, my beloved! I’m sorry it took so long before I found you,” Leonard Guevara exclaimed and 10 other maids lined up to welcome Camille. Camille stood at the door-way and looked at the man before her, it was truly the billionaire. Leonard Guevara. He owned lots of companies in the city likewise the top notch hotels, he’s filthy rich even the Rodrigo can’t beat him to it. ‘How is he suddenly my father?’ Camille wondered.

“Mr. Billionaire has successfully snatched my best friend.” “I have no complaints.” Gemini quips around a mouthful of food. “ “Mr. Billionaire” might just be the best cook ever. These eggs are delicious.” “Thank you. Enjoy it while it lasts. I’m only cooking because of my beautiful wife.” He presses another kiss to my hair and I have to stop myself from preening. “And my favourite Aunt, of course.” Aunt Elena gives him a warm smile, indicating that whatever bad blood laid between them has been resolved.

“And it’s not even durable. It burned.” “It’s just non-stick. It never said it couldn’t burn, Solana. Don’t be so naive.” She pouted. “I’ll just pay it in installments,” she muttered, unable to look at his handsome face. “In installments?” They both turned toward the voice. It was Lazaro. The old billionaire stood at the doorway, holding his cane. He was Zent’s grandfather—the only person who had accepted Solana since discovering she was pregnant. “G-Grandfather,” she said as she quickly approached him and took his hand in respect.