Harem Startup : The Demon Billionaire Is On Vacation Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Please leave.” “I know you.” she told me, “Levi Del Campa. The owner of H.K. You’re a billionaire.” So that was what all this was about. She wanted to seduce me for money. Was it just my luck to attract women who only wanted me for what they could get from me? I sighed, tired and annoyed she’d interrupted my sleep. “I’m not interested in you, Shanice. I have a wife.” “There’s nothing wrong with having a side chick. I’m sure you billionaire guys all have one.”

on the leather sofa.He was surrounded by a few girls, two girls on either side in his arms, one girl was sitting on his lap.The wrist of all three girls was bleeding and they were fighting for feeding the demon.He took the wrist of the girl on his left and sucked it, the girl closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure.Darby clenched his jaw in anger. He never did that in his villa then who the bloody hell is Azazel to do so."Enough with the shit!" His high pitched voice echoed in the living room.Azazel looked up to glimpse at him...his eyes carefully examining the man standing in front of him.The girl wiped his mouth and he spoke, "Ah! Welcome, Darby Rothschilds.""I like your mansion. How much

Devil whose dark menacing laugh, he could already hear eagerly awaiting for his arrival in hell. That man is me, Nathan Curtis Silverman the billionaire and you shall be reading my story. *****

demon:- don't you feel lonely here, so when you are shifting and stay with me. Jamie:- I want to stay with you, but what are we going to do with this mansion? demon:- my company with convert it into a hotel, this will be very profitable for you

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I ask, lazing around in my bed instead of reading the books that Harbin had left me. Then, I trail my fingers on Theo’s chest. He is still heaving after a powerful orgasm. He shifts his body towards me and interlaces his legs on mine. He places his hand on my back and pulls me closer to him so that my stomach is touching his hard one. “They did,” he answers. “Who is it?” “A servant of one of the harem women who is not successful to bear me a child.” I flinch, but instead, he traps me on his arms and legs. “Now that the harem building burned, where is your harem going to stay?”

“I'm ready.” “We worked and served the Romas for years now. They are a very powerful and influential business tycoon in the North America. I was there when Darrem was born. He is the youngest child of Roy and Chasey Roma. That kid was naughty, clever and very mischievous, but he was a good person so don't be afraid of him. He only hire people that he could trust so meaning he trust you. He was not here, because he has some business to do. He'll be back in Thursday or Friday. It depends on his schedule. You can work freely when he was not around but if he is here, you have to serve him the best you can.” Serene is thoroughly listening. She believes missing out a single information could be th

Meghan’s POV Sitting in the cellar sipping my Ciroc vodka and going through my phone, suddenly a message pops in and it's from Jim Black Hat the owner of Lusty strip, the popular stripper's nightclub in town, it read “He will be around tonight for a stripping prom ”. I giggled because finally, my plans of meeting Damian Graham will soon be a reality. I always have a way of getting what I want, having to offer Jim sex for him to spill when the famous Billionaire Damian will be around, is nothing compared to what I will achieve. I am a whore who goes with the highest bidder.

“Kid-friendly version. No scandals. No secrets dragged into the bonfire. Just innocent fun. Right, Amara?” Amara’s eyes lit up like Christmas morning. “Yes! Truth or Dare!” I sighed, because once again, I had no chance of winning against her enthusiasm. “Alright. But only if it stays innocent.” Nicholas placed a hand over his chest in mock offense. “You wound me. My honor as game master is impeccable.” “Your honor is nonexistent,” Tristan muttered. Nicholas pretended not to hear. “Okay, I’ll start! Amara—truth or dare?” “Dare!” Amara squealed without hesitation.

He explained. I laughed lightly and shook my head. “Yeah, it is. She's crazy about strawberry. I really don't get the hype though.” I said. He turned to give me a look that said ‘are you crazy?’ “What do you mean? Strawberry happens to be a personal favorite of mine as well. Your daughter knows good stuff.” He praised. I burst into laughter unable to help it. The cold and ruthless billionaire CEO Damon Blackwell's favorite flavor is strawberry. What an irony.