Novel & Cerita Fall In Love With The Dominant Billionaire

I admire how she can be so mad at me with her tone, yet keep a dazzling smile on her face for the paps. “Hush, Kenna, it will be good for business. Think of all the exposure you will get and Bodega wines. Listen to the headlines will you. Bodega Heiress, Kenna and self made billionaire, Xander Staniopolis are back in each other’s arms again. Will this second chance at true love be their happy ever after?” Lowering my face down I brush a kiss to the top of her head, her gasp is audible to me. The flashes go off like fireworks as all the photographers take more and more pictures of the two of us.

Noah says and Tiwa nods in affirmation. They say it like it’s so easy. Dominique Gray is an arrogant, sweet-talking, manipulative billionaire. The moment I agree to what he’s proposing, I’m going to be like other girls. The girls who fell for every one of his sweet words. The girl who’s like other girls. He knew from the start that I was going to fall for his charms, and he used that to his advantage. You should back out of this, Robyn, there’s no guarantee you’re gonna win his games. He’s fucking good.

What did that mean to him now? Guy did not mind her past. Guy gazed up at him and determinedly said, “Love goes both ways, right? She will not fall in love with you!” “Oh, but She will.” The man lifted his head. With his proud chin held high, he resolutely declared, “She will fall in love with me. And all you’ll be able to do is think about what I have. What you can’t have.” His words were spoken aloofly and tyrannically. This was confidence only a business tycoon could have. No one could fight with such charisma.

"And I'm sure you found out too... she was mine first, okay? Stay out of it this time, Blackwell." Axel let out a short, mocking chuckle that chilled me to the bone. "It's annoying how you claim people so easily." "I won't repeat this," Dominic growled, stepping closer until he was face-to-face with the billionaire. "Stay away from her." "Well, sorry. I don't want to," Axel said with a dangerous, predatory smile. "I've fallen too deep in love with her to go back now, Reed. I'm not giving up this time, I don't care what you do."

No need to rush things up, Mayla left Andy at the park, having mixed feelings; she asked herself if she was ready to be in a relationship with him. She has always prayed that a billionaire would notice her and change her life. But she felt this was too soon. What if he plays her? Gets her pregnant and then abandons her? She asked herself. When Mayla got home, her mom noticed the change in her behavior. “What’s wrong, my child? “ Tris asked Mayla. “I’m fine, Mom, just feeling tired,” Mayla answered. “Okay, then, if you say so,” Tris said, without pushing to ask Mayla further questions.

No emotional ties. No media leaks. No questions. No falling in love. I almost laughed out loud when I read that clause. Dominic Vale wasn’t looking for a partner. He was offering a performance. One that required a pretty face beside him, a story the public would buy, and a guarantee that I would disappear once the curtain closed. There was no tenderness in the terms. Just ownership dressed in elegant language. I was to be available when needed, silent when not, and convincing enough to sell the illusion of intimacy.

Vic said, shrugging her shoulders while Lisa chuckled. “He is not my billionaire boyfriend,” I said. “What is he then?” Lisa asked. “Because I think boyfriend is kind of weird to call him.” “Billionaire partner,” Vic added, smirking. “He is not my anything,” I said, almost snapping. “We haven't defined that part of our relationship yet.” “How is that possible?” Lisa asked. “You the most by the book person that I know.” “The sex must be so good it's distracting her from starting the conversation,” Vic said and they both laughed.

Only love. Dominic had been speechless at first, his usual composed exterior faltering as his eyes welled with tears. He held her that night for hours, repeating the words, “Thank you. Thank you for giving me another chance to be better.” He had grown into fatherhood in ways Ava never expected. The ruthless billionaire who once built empires through calculated moves had become a man who read bedtime stories, tied tiny shoelaces, and learned how to braid hair with a seriousness that made her laugh.

Chapter One “Sign it, Alora. You give me my heir, I fund your family, and we never speak of love again.” The words were as cold as the stainless-steel surgical tools he wielded daily. My billionaire professor, now my ruthless husband, slid the crisp, white marriage contract across his heavy mahogany desk. Looking up at Dr. Dominic Reid’s frozen, impossibly handsome face, I felt the air completely leave my lungs. How did a brilliant, scholarship medical student end up trapped by the most ruthless cardiothoracic surgeon in the country?

“And yet your character seems to come with quite a list of allegations. Scandal. Attempted suicide. Mental instability. And now, conveniently, a billionaire husband.” I flinched before I could stop myself. She saw it. Drank it in like wine. “You must be very good in bed.” The entire room seemed to go still. I felt something burn behind my eyes, but I didn’t blink. Dominic’s expression didn’t change. Not one muscle. “Mother,” he said finally, a warning threaded into the word. “Oh, don’t start,” she snapped, eyes still locked on mine. “You drag this... girl... into a marriage that wasn’t planned right and expect me to play along? Spare me.”