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“Wouldn’t what? Get caught up in something over his head? Because that is exactly what has occurred from where I am standing. Leila swallowed hard. Tunde had always been smart, but he was also young, ambitious, and sometimes reckless. If he had gotten mixed up with the wrong people… No. She wouldn’t let him go down for this. She forced herself to meet Adrian’s gaze. “What do you want?” Adrian leaned back against the bar, considering her. Then he said, casually—too casually— “Marry me.” Leila looked up. “What?” His smirk didn’t waver. "Wedding me." Laughter bubbled up in her chest, sharp and incredulous. “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.”

I said to her. " Get up child, you have guest's. " She said with a smile. " I do?" I asked her with a surprised face. " Yes, Alexander sent in some people to help you get easy for the wedding. "She said with a smile. " I can't believe that my baby girl is finally getting married to a billionaire... all of our problems are going to be history." She said with a smile. " Yes and I finally get you that house you wanted, in a matter of hours we will be filthy rich... I can't tell you how glad I am that we are going to be able to finally settle our bills. " I said to her.

’ Oh, he's only marrying me because he wants to avoid getting married to Sabrina. But what about Garrett? it's finally time to let go of him. ‘umm, I have something to tell you.’ ‘okay go on.’ ‘I have a boyfriend-' ‘break up with him.’ Oh, that was fast. ‘here's the contract, I had drafted some things down, go through it and write the amount you want. I left that blank.’ The amount I want. I’m getting married to a billionaire. ‘Okay, sir.’ I stared at the piece of paper before me with a set of rules and regulations that we were expected to abide by.

"I just want you to remember that there are still good days waiting for you." Vivian looked at him for a long moment. "You planned all this?" "Obviously." "You?" "Yes, me." She laughed softly. "I didn't know you knew how to plan a picnic." "I am a billionaire. I can do many things." "That's not an answer." He chuckled. "Sit down." They settled onto the blanket. Adrian opened the basket, revealing sandwiches, fruit, pastries, and drinks. Vivian stared at everything. "You made all this?"

"Really? Is Mia short of money? Wasn't she known as a wealthy heiress herself? This can't be true!" "Oh my gosh. Mia is my goddess! How could she do such a thing?" "Wait! Wait! Haven't you noticed the main point? Mia is already married! She married Charles Smith, the president of Glory Group! Her husband is so rich! This news is definitely fake! It must be defaming Mia!" Mia’s fans spoke up at the right time, "That's right! Mimi comes from a wealthy family. Both she and her husband are so rich! Any woman would know who to choose between Charles and Alexander, right?"

Liam said, turning her over, being upon her and lowering her panties with his teeth, "the ruthless billionaire got married to a clueless girl, who now, he cannot help but worship." He ripped her panties with his hands and his head was lost between her legs. His tongue met her skin. There was a spark of goodness, then the electrifying sensations began. "You haven't agreed yet!" Elena cried, twisting, but he held her down, laughing into her. Finally exhausted with pleasure, Elena threw her head back and calmed down, the tears in her eyes. One name on her lips. Liam Hemsworth. Her ruthless billionaire boss, now turned husband. The end.

SOPHIA I stormed out of the house without looking back or caring to listen to my Dad as he called behind me. I just can't sit and watch my humble self get married to a man I haven't seen in my entire life. My greatest fear is he is a billionaire. Who knows if he is Christian Grey kind of Billionaire? God forbid. I have to put in my best.

"Turns out your daughter isn't useless after all. Don't worry, I'll make sure Blair gets what she wants." ~~~~ Back in France, Candice sat at her apartment, staring at the news article in disbelief. The headline read, "Charles Barrett’s Son Returns Home from France." Below it was a picture of Mason, the man she had been dating for 6 months now, and is currently engaged to. A man she thought she knew. Her assistant, Mia, had shown her the article, and now Candice’s mind was spinning. Mason wasn’t just some ordinary guy, he was a billionaire, the heir to the Barrett fortune. How could he have kept this from her?

I tried to lighten the mood. “I know you never cared about family wealth. You are Alessandro, a proud man who built his own wealth from scratch. That’s where your pride lies in, not in what you want to obtain from your grandfather. I know you Alessandro” I frowned at that. I wouldn’t let anyone know my real plans. People tend to destroy good things and this is for a good cause. “Whatever, I am marrying her and, in a year, we are done. I don’t have to get married again, since I tasted it and it was bitter.” I laughed.

Alice pleaded, wondering if she had fallen into the hands of a vampire prince or perhaps a mafia ruler, as she had read about in books. "your worst nightmare" "What?" "My name is Arnold Hawthorne, and I am the CEO and heir to the Hawthorne corporate empire. I won't say this again, so pay attention. You are going to be my surrogate bride because I am the youngest billionaire in Country B and beyond and nobody can escape my vengeance. You will become the mother of my heir." Arnold murmured inanely and in a detached manner. seated across from her on the bed. How come?" Alice was taken aback by his statements and gasped.