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King Enterprises. Curious, I quickly grabbed my laptop and searched for it online. Within seconds, hundreds of results appeared. News articles. Business interviews. Magazine covers. And then I saw his picture. My breath caught in my throat. It was him. The man from that night. But the headline underneath his photo made my heart nearly stop. “Alexander King: The Young Billionaire CEO Taking Over The Global Business World.” Billionaire? My stomach twisted. The man I had spent the night with wasn’t just some stranger.

Edwin said and Janet nodded. “I didn’t know, I would spend a rainy night with a billionaire who would become my husband one day,” Janet said and Edwin laughed. “You still think of our encounter like that?” Edwin wasn’t expecting this from her. “Of course, you were out of my league. The top business tycoon in the country. Billionaire Edwin Wilson. I still wonder what caught your eye when you proposed that contract. I am sure you didn’t lack women with your looks and don’t forget the bank balance,” Janet had always felt they would never even crossed paths if that night those things hadn’t happened between them.

Especially something deep like marriage. She really admired that he was being honest with her right from the onset although she knew that dating men who always had hard set rules that they would forever follow to their death was a dangerous game for a wild, carefree woman like her but she was willing to see where it led her because she was not ready to give up on the quality of sex that she had received the night before just yet. Satisfied with her makeup for the day and smiling at herself in the mirror, it was finally time to head out, go find Ethan and do a little bragging and dance of freedom.

She had a one night stand with her ex's Uncle, a very ruthless billionaire. ‘What have I done!!’ She screamed fearfully in her head, she was doomed. “Ocean.” He called gently breaking her from her trance, Aliyah immediately sprang to her feet, took a few steps back, she bowed slightly in greeting to the billionaire who only stared with amusement dancing across his features. “Take your seat dear.” He said, the endearment reminding Aliyah of their night together… she quickly shut out those thoughts. She slowly obeyed him, Wilson entered, he placed a big brown envelope in her hands, holding the envelope she looked at the billionaire who only stared back at her with fascination dancing in his ey

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"Women will crawl and kneel for a one night stand with a Zeigler! A Zeigler, Calliana!" I was shocked at how she knew who the man was while I'm here wondering. "You know him?" "Who wouldn't know Rafael Gray Zeigler?! He's the youngest multi-billionaire in the whole of Asia!" I have so many questions for her but my head was throbbing so bad. I need to drink some medicine and perhaps sleep again. I want my head to be clear before asking her who the man I gave myself to. "Ivy, this is the worst hangover of my life. I'll drop the call first to drink some medicine and sleep. I have to clear my mind," I stood up and went to the kitchen.

“It was on his terms. His way. But still… it counts.” Her jaw dropped, then she burst out laughing. “The mighty Marion Whitfield apologized? Oh, girl, he must be head over heels. Men like him don’t bend unless something, or someone, has them by the throat.” “Please,” I muttered, but my lips curved into a smile I couldn’t hide. She leaned forward, eyes sparkling. “So let me get this straight. Tomorrow night, your arrogant billionaire is taking you out for your birthday, the same night fireworks explode in the sky. Romantic cliché much?”

“No secrets. No lies.” She looked up at him. “I’ll still argue with you.” “Good,” he whispered. “Otherwise I’d think I fell for the wrong Milli.” She kissed him hard, crowd below screaming. Flashbulbs captured it all. The real billionaire. The girl who never needed saving. And the empire they burned down—together.

“The man who paid for the room was Mr. Lucian Draxen.” Selena gasped. I stared blankly. “Who?” The receptionist blinked at me. “You don’t know Lucian Draxen?” Before I could respond, Selena grabbed my hand. “Thank you,” she said quickly, dragging me outside. I yanked free once we hit the street. “Selena! We still don’t know anything.” “We do.” She shoved my phone at me. “G****e him.” My hands shook as I typed. And then—his face. Everywhere. Magazine covers, headlines, glossy event photos. Lucian Draxen. Billionaire. New York’s elite. Suits that looked stitched from money itself. Surrounded by models, celebrities, power players.

were the words and actions that made me clear my mother's hospital bills and other expenses at home before leaving them with an excuse – ‘I'm going to work for the money I got’. I got to the altar and my saliva dried up on its own on seeing the billionaire,throat sore god's had to wait for this very moment. He was looking so perfect in the expertly tailored suit on him and the pomade hairstyle allowed his cuteness to scream out itself. “You may now unveil your bride” the priest's words came, interrupting my thoughts and immediately, the billionaire raised my veil, allowing me to have a clearer view of his perfect looks. Our gazes locked for a while and I felt my heart skip a thousand beats a