He Wants Her Back: The Billionaire’s Leading Lady 소설 & 이야기

Then she leaned back against the sofa and looked at the ceiling and said, “She has nothing to worry about, Adrian. I’m not going to make trouble.” “I know that.” “I came back because I wanted to see you. Not because I’m threatened by a contract girlfriend.” “I know that too.” “Good.” She turned her head to look at him. “Then stop performing this conversation and just be here.” He looked at her. At the familiar architecture of her face, the particular intelligence in it, the four years of knowing exactly what he looked like when he was managing something and choosing, most of the time, to let him manage it.

Kasen looked at her. The cold, predatory mask of a dominant billionaire was gone, replaced by a heavy, devastating peace. He looked at her not as a business partner, but as the woman he had loved, discarded, and spent months trying to salvage. Slowly, hesitantly, he reached out. His thumb brushed her cheek, his skin warm and soft against her face, before his fingers tucked a stray lock of dark hair behind her ear. "You're safe now, Maeva," Kasen whispered, his voice cracking as he looked down at her face. "And my debt for what I did to you three years ago is finally paid."

My face tightened. “Nothing Sir,” he replied, his face straightening now. “This would look good on you, sir.” My hands reached for the tie hanging in his hand. “Let me do it,” he stepped forward. As he fastened the tie around my collar, my mind raced. Tonight was all about Ava Thorne, the heiress, who was going to be announced publicly and I had to make a good impression. She had clawed her way back from the grave and everyone who caused her pain should get ready to suffer the consequences.

“He’s a problem.” “And she’s not just ‘someone’." Mia says, following my line of sight. “She’s the reason you look like your stomach is tied in knots.” I exhaled. “Someone from my past. Left without a word. Now she’s back, and apparently, she’s attracting men who think Rolexes are a personality.” Mia tilted her head. “Ouch. That sounded personal.” “It is.” She studied me for a long second. “You’ve never been the type to let someone else swoop in. If you want her, act like it. Otherwise, don’t get mad when someone else does.”

I planned to use the proceeds to pay off my remaining debts, pay an advance f*e for the apartment I'd rent, and save the rest while I looked for a job. It was still mind-blowing that I was back to a position I swore I would never be. And even though my parents had that money, I wouldn't be meeting them for help anytime. They must be expecting that but I've made a promise to myself. Later that night… “Is that not Sophia Adams? The only daughter of the CEO?“ “Didn't she leave the country? When did she come back?“ “I heard she failed at fashion so she came back to work in her parent's company,”

“Threats, over and over again Logan. That’s not like you. You’re usually more… subtle.” I let go of her arms with a sharp shove, stepping back. My fists curled tight at my sides. “I prefer you leave here right now before I forget I’m a gentleman.” She smoothed her dress like nothing happened, but her eyes glinted. “You can’t hide forever, Logan. Plus..I'm not scared of a man I once had begging me to stay in his life. Your little billionaire girlfriend will find out. And when she does...I'll be there to watch your downfall…” She trailed off, smiling, before walking down the hall like she’d already won.

+ To pay her mother’s hospital bills, Allison Wallace becomes Leo Da Silva’s sugar baby, after one night of indulgence. Leo spoils her, pays her mother’s hospital bills, and even takes her on outings. Allison finds herself falling for him, even though they both agreed that feelings would never be a part of their game. She keeps her feelings to herself, secretly hoping Leo would reciprocate them one day. But that day never comes, as he suddenly gives her the news of his upcoming wedding. Devastated, Allison leaves his life, unknowingly pregnant. Five years later, a new CEO, who happens to be Leo is posted to Allison’s workplace.

she called out. Daryl turned, stunned to see Cheesy running toward him in her loose hospital gown, face still pale. Before he could say anything, she stopped in front of him, panting. “Mr. Daryl… I accept your offer,” she said quietly, bowing her head. “Your offer to be your mistress. Two hundred million per night, right?” Daryl fell silent. He stared at the broken woman before him—so frail she could barely stand. His eyes lingered on hers, but neither of them spoke of the real reason.

I come down from the car and make my way towards her. When I reach her, she throws her hands around me, pulling me into a tight hug that almost sends us both to the ground. “Girl, you are glowing. Being a billionaire’s wife suits you” she tells me when she releases me from her hug. “You are the one who's glowing for someone who is not a billionaire” I say with sarcasm trying to match up her energy so that she wouldn't notice any indifference. “I know, right?” She affirms and giggles.

She wanted nothing more than to squeeze the life out of Noah Grant at the moment. But why was he doing this, why did he suddenly want her back after all these years? Was it because she was now successful? It couldn't be, Noah wasn't after her money, not when he had more than she did. So what exactly did he want? She was curious, but at the moment she wanted nothing more than for him to leave her apartment.