Fall In Love With The Dominant Billionaire Novels & Stories

They whispered when they thought I couldn’t hear, their voices sharp as the clinking espresso spoons. “She only got this job because of him.” “Blackwell’s wife doesn’t need to be working here.” “She’ll quit in a week—watch.” I pretended it didn’t sting, but I heard every word. And they weren’t wrong. I was Dominic Blackwell’s wife, and my life wasn’t normal. But what they didn’t know was that I needed this. I needed to feel like I was still Brooklyn Carson, not just some billionaire’s arm candy.

"The arrogant billionaire needs to dodge his overbearing grandmother's matchmaking. He finds a girl. They sign a piece of paper, pretend to be in love, and trick the family. It is a tired, predictable cliché." A nervous sweat broke out on my palms. She nailed our exact scenario. The woman possessed terrifying instincts. I glanced at Dominic. He maintained a poker face, but a muscle feathered in his jaw. He stood between me and a mob of angry small-town gossips yesterday. He shielded me from Mike's humiliation. And he wired two million dollars to save my parents' livelihood without blinking. He protected my family. I needed to protect his freedom. I shifted closer to Dominic on the couch, hoo

"I underestimated you. I thought you'd take the money and run. Instead you made him fall in love with you." "I didn't make him do anything." "Didn't you? Poor broken billionaire, desperate for family. Vulnerable surrogate, sacrificing everything for her sister. It's quite a story." "That's not what happened," Dominic says. "Isn't it? Emma, be honest. Would you have stayed if you weren't in love with his money and his lifestyle?" "I don't love his money. I love him." "How convenient that the man you love is a billionaire." "Get out," Dominic says.

“You don’t get it! I know you’re capable of forcing everything on me and making me do what you want me to do but I’m going to consider-” “For the record,” he interrupted me. “Don’t even, for once, think that I wanted to kiss you. If I had to choose between giving up a billion dollars or kissing you, I’d be very tempted to lose the money. So whatever thing that is trying to convince you that I’m still not over you, try to erase it from your brain. And don’t make this about you, that’s the most desperate you can ever get.”

I felt his electric touch me, my breath caught up in my throat. “If you can't provide the money in the next 3 weeks, you should agree on a contract marriage. As you read earlier, after your first birth we will divorce. I want a son with you in place of my fifty million,” he breathed. “What do you think, little doll?” His words were a soft murmuring in my ear. “Get off me,” I slapped his arms off me and drew back. I never felt a thing for him. He didn't seem to amaze me at all.

"Oh, you obviously don't know me very well." "Okay." He sighed, straightening himself in his chair. His expression grew determined and serious. "Dalia, it might sound crazy to you now, but you mean everything to me. It's been a long wait but you have no idea the contentment it brings me to have you now, here, so close. I won't tell you straight-up what you want me to tell you because, as I have told you time and time again, I prefer you find out on your own, because I'm not sure how you'll react. I want nothing to be forced. Nothing to be fake. I want you to want me—no, need me. I want you to love me. Fall helplessly in love with me just like—" he stopped abruptly, and leaned back in his cha

She pulled out the top sheet of paper and began to read its contents. (To Shasha ... Congratulations! You suddenly became a billionaire, hehe. Are you shocked ?, please calm down, I still have a thousand secrets that will make you even more shocked) Shasha read the first part of the sentence with furrowed brows. Shocked? Is there anything more surprising than being an heir in one night? Getting lots of properties and money deposits that even the zero numbers make her heads dizzy?. (Before knowing the other shocking thing, I hope you pray first, so that your heart is still healthy after you know everything. I don't want anything bad to happen to you and make

I didn't expect Michael Smith to be the first man to comfort me with his words. "Michael... I mean, Mr..." I couldn't finish my statement as I felt his lips on mine. This came as a shock to me. Michael doesn't love me? All he needed was comfort after Emma's betrayal and alliance. There's no way I'm going to be used this way. I'll be the only one suffering because... I've fallen deeply in love with my fake husband. I've fallen in love with a billionaire for the second time. "No," I said, breaking the kiss, as I couldn't stare at him.

“Forgiveness was never part of the agreement, sweetheart.” **** The following night, I found myself in a place I dreaded—on Dominic Caldwell’s arm, entering a gala filled with New York’s elite. Flashes from cameras lit up the room. Reporters swarmed around us. And I had to maintain a smile, all while plotting Dominic’s downfall at the first opportunity. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Dominic announced smoothly, pulling me closer. “My wife and I have something to share.” I clenched my fists tightly. Then, summoning every bit of strength I had, I lifted my chin and deceived the world.

His unwavering self-assurance and unapologetic stance only serve to enhance his reputation as a powerful and influential figure in the business world. Audrey's heart skips a beat as she comes across a newspaper with Kalix Ashford's face on the cover, accompanied by the headline "Kalix Ashford: The Billionaire Casanova." A rush of emotions overwhelms her as she gazes at the familiar face that holds a special place in her heart. A faint smile tugs at her lips as she reads the headline, a mix of nostalgia and bittersweet memories flooding her mind. Feeling a surge of emotions, Audrey makes a decision and heads towards a nearby phone booth. With trembling hands, she inserts a token and dials Jax