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It felt invasive; like she was digging her nails into my soul and somehow peeking into my thoughts. “That’s what you get for being such a conniving, deceitful person! You even have the audacity to attempt to seduce my boyfriend when you already have Aiden, the most powerful and wealthiest man on earth. How many men do you need? Wow, don't think you can just take them all for yourself?”

“There, I’ve said it. That’s the most I’ve talked before being interrupted in a long time. How do you get yourself to listen to me? Am I not boring? And do you really not know my name?” The artist shook his head, briefly abandoning her to grab a drink. Only after he’d downed most of it did he reply, “You said you were linked to a billionaire recently and were all over the gossipy news. He’s also the one who makes your heart burn with love and pain. Here’s the thing that I'll remind you about again. I don’t follow that type of news. I’m really immersed in worlds that don’t exist.”

CEO Billionaire Collection Book 1: One-night Stand with a Billionaire ELLIE "Shot! Shot! Shot!" The chant reverberated through the opulent casino bar, and. I watched with a mix of amusement and horror as one of the bridesmaids—whose name I'd already forgotten—climbed atop a table, shimmying to the pulsating beat. “Is she…?” I asked myself. Yep, she was twerking. Vegas. The city where subtlety came to die and was promptly buried beneath neon lights and sequined dresses.

Preview on ‘The Billionaire’s Dark Entrapment’ Manhattan, New York City. 10:pm. In the late night of midsummer, through the dark woods that surrounded the area. A petite young lady hurried through the dark, perilous woods, tears streaming down her face. With a terrified expression marked by bruises and cuts, blood oozing from a wound at the side of her face, she glanced down at her torn, thorn-adorned clothes. She seemed indifferent to her disheveled appearance, as if she was running away from a wild animal.

Danny smiled and nodded in affirmation. "Daddy what if we wanted a hundred cookies?" "I'll get her to make two hundred" " Promise?" "I super promise, June." As they got out of the car in front of the mansion, the resident chauffeur and Bruno, the butler came out to receive them. "Hello sir" "Hello Bruno" The kids immediately ran in looking for Ms Cynthia. The chauffeur took the keys and drove the car away. "You're unusually early sir?" "Yeah I had to get the kids. Hope you got their rooms ready?"

It was about me. “Is he going to meet another woman?” I couldn’t shake off that uneasy feeling. It was written all over him now. I’d read in so many books that when a man is ready to cheat, he starts acting differently. And if you paid attention, you’d notice. So, I got dressed, and, as soon as he drove off, I followed him. I watched him arrive at a five-star restaurant, a place known for its exclusivity. They say if you want to meet rich people, try to get into this restaurant. Even if you aren’t rich, take a loan just to eat there—you might end up making a connection.

And I guessed that was how billionaire’s worked? I held the phone still to my ears, with my damp clothes now slightly itchy in the armpits, and the jacket I tied around my waist now feeling like an anvil holding a ship to the bottom of the ocean. I gulped another lake of saliva down my throat in trepidation. At the back of mind still afraid that this handsome hunk of wealth and affluence was just the frontman for a human trafficking syndicate. As he was too good to be true, but still too good to not believe he was actually…

I wanted to believe him, but I kept seeing those men shattering the camera store door. "Sophia. Do you trust me?" Cassian's hand covered mine. Did I? This man who'd whipped me with his belt, who controlled when I ate and slept and came, who refused to kiss me but made me scream his name? "Yes, Sir," I whispered. "Then wear the black dress in your closet. We leave at nine." The entrance to Elysium was discreet. It was just an unmarked door in a building that looked pretty tame from the outside, but inside, it was pure decadence.

I just stared at her—my best friend, looking so damn happy that I'm finding it hard to believe whether this is all an act. "I'd really love to meet that man of yours." My voice was totally a doubting one. She stood up slowly, flipping her hair over her shoulder, smiling wider. “Girl, he’s so hot. And he’s a fucking billionaire. You’re gonna freak when you see him.” I forced this weak scoff, trying to act like I wasn’t impressed by money. I mean, I wasn’t—being the wife of a billionaire myself—Leon’s family has plenty. Bella leaned against the makeup table, her arms loosely crossed, still beaming. “He’s the CEO of HK Group. Julian Hong-Knight.”