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Ah Dear readers, here I am with my - I have lost count of the amount of times I've tried writing an erotica but here we are with a Billionaire romance/erotica book. Don't skip this intro! Yeah because I have news for y'all. So basically, the places in this book are made up even though the book is nothing like fantasy, it's just your average billionaire erotic BDSM romance involving a Billionaire, obviously and a naive little do gooder woman who thought she was all that, so don't go looking for my made up places okay sweeties?

I got out of bed and headed to the shower, hoping the hot water would help me wake up and clear my head. The hot water was soothing, and I felt clean as I scrubbed every inch of my body but all I could think about was the kiss last night. I kept replaying it again and again. Billionaire Alexander Armstrong asked me out on a date, KISSED ME, and then asked me to be his girlfriend. I was shocked, and I was excited.

But tonight, amidst the glitz and glamour, I sensed an undercurrent of tension, an invisible threat lurking in the shadows. Unbeknownst to us, a rival billionaire, Charles Blackwood, vying for Alexander's power and wealth, had hatched a sinister plan. He had hired a seductive spy, Isabella, to infiltrate our lives, to seduce me and extract valuable information that could be used as leverage against Alexander. We were pawns in a dangerous game of cat and mouse, and the stakes were higher than ever.

Just picked up a pillow and blanket and tossed them onto the oversized chaise by the window. The next morning, Paris greeted them with sun and scandal. Cassian handed her a croissant and his phone. On the screen: photos of them at the gala, lips barely touching, hands too familiar. Headlines followed: Cassian Wolfe’s Mystery Fiancée Unmasked. Eden Blake: From Deliveries to Diamonds. Sleeping with the CEO? Or Just Playing the Part? Eden stared at the screen. “They’re calling me a gold digger.” “They call everyone that,” Cassian said flatly. “Ignore them.”

"Then I asked you for a dance and you obliged...” “Well, it is not every day you get asked to dance by a billionaire...” He furrowed his brows. “You didn’t know I was a billionaire” She stilled. “It wasn’t hard to figure it out" He stared at her not saying a word. “I want things to be different for us" she began. "I want back the spark in our relationship...” “You don’t wish these things to be a reality" “We can try" she cupped his face. “I do not want to lose you" she admitted.

My body sagged, knees weak. Mia rushed to my side, eyes wide. “Amara, do you even know who that was?” “Some arrogant jerk?” Her jaw dropped. “That was Damian Cruz. The billionaire.” My stomach flipped. My entire life flashed before my eyes. Billionaire? Damian Cruz? As in Cruz Holdings—the man who owned skyscrapers, shipping lines, hotels? Perfect. Just perfect. I hadn’t just ruined someone’s morning. I’d ruined a billionaire’s suit. And maybe my life along with it.

📌 Author’s Note – Book 2: The Maid Who Was Trapped by the Billionaire Hello my dear readers! ❤️ Thank you so much for your unwavering support for Book 1. Because of all of you, we have now reached a new chapter in the story of Roxane and Dark Nathaniel. In Book 2, the battle becomes more intense and more emotional. It is no longer just about the love between the two of them, but also about what they have long been searching for—the twins who were separated from them in the midst of tragedy.

Her stomach dropped as bits of the night came rushing back. It began at that fancy masked club, tucked away in Milan's fashion area. The spot where big shots hid behind masks and low lights to let loose. She'd gone by herself, sick of her life closing in. Three years stuck with Lorenzo Bianchi, the billionaire CEO running tech giants and property deals. It was all fake, a contract. Her dad had gambled away everything, almost losing the family vineyard. Lorenzo stepped in, paid it off, but only if she'd be his quiet, perfect wife. No real feelings, no heat. Just showing up at events, faking smiles for photos, and lonely nights while he chased work or other women.

“I want it to be ours. Simple. Honest. Maybe even quiet.” He nodded. “Whatever you want.” “I want…” Her voice trailed off. Then she smiled faintly. “I want forever. But only if it looks like this.” Alexander stepped back just enough to look at her fully. “It will,” he said. “It will look like this, and more.” She nodded once, then leaned back into his embrace. Above them, the sky deepened to cobalt. The city carried on below, unaware. But on a quiet rooftop in the heart of Europe, Sophie Burnett said yes to a man who didn’t want to tame her power—but to hold it with reverence.

I slowly stretched my body on the bed still feeling sore in between my legs as our last night deed flashed in. Good morning baby, I responded flashing him a cute smile, “How was your night, Hope you dreamt about me” He jokingly asked. “Baby,that reminds me when are you going to give me the mansion I wished for” I asked .“Soon my love, in a few months it will be done,”he said. Alright then, and he leaned in to give me a peck on my forehead reassuring me that he will fulfill his promise. BACK TO PRESENT A snap of her finger brought me back to the present.As it dawned on me that it was the supposed gift that should have been given to me was the one Markos gave her.