Her Wild Night With The Billionaire Novels & Stories

I tossed the cigarette and lit another one, my hand trembling with rage. I pulled out my phone and searched that name again—Kai Wilder Reyes. CEO. Heir of the Wilder Group. A multinational conglomerate in real estate, finance, and energy. But what bothered me most: he was clean. Not a single scandal. Not a single rumor about him with a woman. No affairs. Nothing. And now he just appeared out of nowhere, stealing the woman who used to be mine? Vivian… the woman I slept with every night. The woman I left for Sophia, but never truly let go of.

Williams said evenly. “Your friend will be back tonight.” She says. “Do you prefer sedans or SUVs?” she queried, holding her phone in a way that suggested she was fully capable of ordering a car with a mere click of a button. “Any color preference?” “You’re going to have to excuse me before I set this place on fire,” I told her and stomped out onto the balcony, lighting a cigarette and glaring at the skyline like it owed me something. What have I gotten myself into, I know I need money but not in this way. I love my privacy. This is unreal. Less than twenty-four hours earlier, I’d been sleeping in a parking lot. Now I'm a billionaire.

It was obvious they loved each other, and with every thrust the man made, he spoke a language only his woman could understand, and she reciprocated every word as her muscles clenched him tightly, milking his release. "That was absolutely amazing, baby," Vivian breathed into Daniel's ear. "No babe, you were amazing," he complimented before kissing her temple sweetly. "Yes, yes I was," she giggled softly while she sucked on his tongue. Daniel let out a contended sigh as he smiled and stared at the ceiling, while his woman gently caressed his chest. He finally got the life he always dreamed of. He was worth over ten million dollars now, after his accounting firm was bought by Rhodes Enterprises

“We’ve barely been meeting our targets for months. The tips I get off my girls aren’t enough anymore. Bills are piling up, rent’s behind, electricity’s about to get cut. My gambling debts are drowning us, Liliana.” I stay silent, too scared to speak. “But tonight, I hit the jackpot,” he grins. “I met a big client today, but his boss is the real deal. Some successful billionaire who wants to stay private but needs a woman for the night. Only problem? The girl he picked from the escort agency called in sick at the last minute. And the man didn’t want to piss his boss off. So I took advantage and offered my girls, smart, right?”

“That won’t be hard.” “Thank yo—” “But you know my price,” he interrupted, voice dropping. Heather’s jaw clenched. “When?” “Tonight. I need you.” She let out a tired sigh. “You’re not a vampire, Scott.” “Tonight,” he repeated, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Then you’ll get what you want.” That night, she was in his bed again. *** Emma sat beside Phoebe, watching her closely. The silence between them was heavy, broken only by the faint hum of the machines around the bed.

She said playfully as I gave her the middle finger. Having sex with anyone wasn't going to happen because I was still healing from the pains of childbirth. The other reason I agreed to the date was because Natasha was capable of taking care of Blake and I made Will promise to take me home before midnight. I nearly stumbled when I met Will waiting for me while taking notes of the paintings in the living room. "I'm ready," I announced, clutching my mini-sized leather purse a little tightly. He turned around and my sight caused his lips to part slightly while his eyes scrutinized my short blue dress which had a halter neck. Natasha curled my hair but I asked her to give me a slight brush and le

He was still asleep and as expected his phone was lying on the nightstand. "So predictable" I mumbled under my breath as I leaned forward to pick the phone. He suddenly turned around in his sleep and I froze, scared that he will catch me in the act. Instead, he puffed a breath. Clutching the phone tightly in my hand I tiptoed out of the room. If there was one thing any girl hates the most is another woman. And Aria would exactly have the taste of it. Edward was in love with her, it was clear on his face when he couldn't stop cursing Ashton just for dating her. Every second that girl came back in his life I felt the pain of losing him but not anymore. It was her turn.

by her ruthless billionaire. Love, Blaq.

When her gaze finally focused, her heart sank. She was in the woods, or more precisely, at the edge of a cliff. The air was cold, the wind biting against her skin as it howled through the trees. Standing a few feet away were her fiancé Kyler, her best friend Charlotte, and her half-sister Reliana, their expressions a horrifying mix of malice and satisfaction. Kyler stepped closer, towering over her. His face twisted into a cruel smile she’d never seen before—one that turned her stomach. “Finally awake,” he said mockingly, crossing his arms over his chest. “Good. Saves us the trouble of waking you up again.”