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I didn’t really care about the thrill of making new friends, especially some random New York City Billionaire. "Well, let me give you the run-down. Alexander is a total workaholic. He always sends his personal assistant to get him coffee before he gets to work. But he recently fired her, so he doesn't have a PA anymore. And while he looks for one, he decided to get some coffee himself today." Danielle said as she tied an apron around her waist. I raised an eyebrow, mildly intrigued. "Okay, so what's the big deal?" Her eyes shone once she realized that she was able to rope me into one of her gossip sessions. I rolled my eyes.

My baby sister’s lips parted in surprise. I was silently enjoying her reaction when Cash suddenly spoke. “You forgot to mention T. T was a soldier by the way that turned into businessman. And he’s the reason why we met your bro—“ My fork struck the plate, loud enough to still the room. “Cash.” My tone was ice, a warning laced beneath the single word. “—the reason why we met our brother, Sid, here. Right, brothers?” Cash immediately froze, then smirked, covering too quickly and effortlessly, his eyes flicking on the others who were just frowning at him.

Notes started appearing on the page as I went along. Back I slumped, eyes locked on the glow of the monitor. This fight had become bigger than one person. It touched everyone now. It was corporate. Far beneath the surface, each quiet choice added up. Behind closed doors, money shifted without noise. Among coworkers, trust grew through small gestures. At dinners with relatives, offhand words carried weight. None of it was casual. Each moment played into something wider than anyone saw coming. This time around, I’m bound to make it through more than just once in a while.

We had crossed every line, broken every rule, and burned down a dynasty just to build a grander one on its ashes. Knox leaned down, his lips brushing against mine once more, a silent vow of eternal, unyielding allegiance. We weren't just partners in a corporate takeover; we were sovereigns of a new global order. And as the jet cut through the endless sky, I knew one thing for certain: no one would ever dare underestimate the assistant again.

Also, if you'd like to know Sylvia's secret, it'll be in the next book, titled PLEASING THE BILLIONAIRE, set to release on NOVEMBER 26, 2022. Insight into the series: TITTLE: The Ruthless Billionaires Book One: A Contract with the Billionaire (exclusively available on Goodnovel and completed) Book Two: Pleasing the Billionaire (upcoming) Book Three: (still a work in progress) Also, don’t forget to vote with gems and leave your comments and reviews on the book’s page. They help me grow as an author.

He made me feel safe. Suddenly, he kissed my forehead gently, and I shivered deliciously. What was going on? Was this even right? The man who wanted me to pay my brother’s debt with my body was comforting me like he would his daughter? I was confused by this man’s character. “If you didn’t come, they would have flown to New Hampshire to find you,” he said matter-of-factly. “It’s the way things are.” I shook my head, not understanding. I didn’t understand how James Maxwell’s world worked, and a part of me didn’t want to know. But apparently, it was too late now, because whether I liked it or not, I was part of it thanks to Andy and his friends.

I say. THE END Book three is called The Strong, and it is Jude Ashford’s story. Dylan and Jo will be a part of that book. You will see what happens to them through Jude’s eyes. Jude is the second oldest brother and the quietest one of them all. He is a mystery to his brothers, but time will knock down his defenses and expose him to everyone. Join the Ashford’s finding out who Jude Ashford really is.

The day was ending and so was this story of ashes of ours. But the setting sun marked the new and exquisite path we were about to start. A new morning is coming with our ‘happily ever after’... …Finishing the tale which started with Vincent’s Hatred and is now ending with Annalise’s Love…

I held his gaze and let go in a loud voice while casting my gaze on the base table filled with glasses of alcohol, cigarettes and other liquid substances to point to him with a nod of the head the phone that I had just let go -Terrion Slayer from RIP'S, I advise you to take a look at this phone. I whisper with a slightly ironic conversational tone. There was a stunned silence in the room and not all eyes were focused on me. But towards them. The rectangle of death. They were all watching for the reaction of these 3... Because each time it ends in blood and human intestines.... The suicidal one in the story.....it was me. 🌟🌟🌟 I came to when Terrion burst out laughing while leaning back in

I was the sick fucker of us all, and I wouldn't suggest that anyone forget that anytime soon. "Leave this one to me, Brother." I patted his shoulder, then gestured to the party. "Enjoy your wife." A glance at Zakh showed he was smirking. "You too." Zakh scoffed, shaking his head. "Just see that you don't get sidetracked like Anatoli and I did." I doubted he meant it. Meeting Alisa and making her his wife wasn't an accident of being sidetracked. Zakh loved his wife, and I had no doubt he was grateful for her in his life, her and their unborn daughter.