Her Wild Night With The Billionaire Novels & Stories

“What? You’re a whole wife now, sis. Tonight is not for guests. Tonight is for legs in the air, white sheets and billionaire blessings.” I choked on my breath. “Please stop...” “Nope,” she said gleefully. “You’ve suffered enough. It’s time for holy matrimony with some unholy activities. I’ll come over tomorrow. With wine. And full gist d******d.” I was still laughing when the call ended, shaking my head. If only she knew my “wedding night” involved a luxury penthouse and... absolutely no groom. **** The moment I stepped into Nathan Blake’s penthouse, the reality of it hit me.

Or maybe… I’m just the unlucky exception. So yeah… after Dante, I gave up on men. Especially the charming ones. Especially the powerful ones. Especially the ones who thought good dick could excuse bad behavior. And Unfortunately, Elise’s idea of healing didn’t involve therapy. It involved lashes, leather, and a ride to the most exclusive club in the city, Noir. "You need to remember what it’s like to be wanted," she said, tugging the zipper up the back of my dress like she was sheathing a weapon. "Let someone make you forget your own name for one night."

Emily's POV: As I opened the door to the house, my head was spinning. Everything happened so fast. First, I got rejected at the company. Then, I was at the hospital crying. Then, out of nowhere, the man I’d had a one-night stand with suddenly appeared. He's apparently a filthy rich billionaire. And now, somehow, I was supposed to get married to him tomorrow at some place called Sparkle Green Hotel. Sounded like one of those fancy, five-star places I’d only ever seen in movies.

Elena looked like her eyes might pop out of her head. “Yeah.” Laura shrugged, pleased to have the upper hand in the conversation for a moment. “Did I not mention that last time?” Elena swatted her from across the table. “No! No, you did not mention a billionaire asked you out on a date today. Or that you had a one-night-st--” Laura coughed loudly and looked pointedly at a very interested Ivy. “A one-night date at the museum with a billionaire!” Laura amended. “To be fair, I didn't know he was a billionaire at the museum,” Laura replied. “I only figured it out after I googled him when he didn't call me back.”

she said not eager to dampen her mood. "What about Miles?" Kelly asked, unconsciously looking forward to seeing him. She wasn't even aware that she had shed every bit of wariness against him. Instead,she was happily welcoming him. Layla knew but she didn't make mention of it, incase she changes her mind. "He went on a business trip but he would be back soon," she responded as she peeled the apples diligently. "What does Miles do?" Kelly asked which made Layla pause involuntarily. She knew where this matter was going to,so she decided to hide the fact that he was Miles Brooks,the influential billionaire as her mind wouldn't be at peace.

“I’m asking you if this check is enough to buy you for a night.” She was stricken when she heard his question. She did not respond for quite some time. He took her silence as dissatisfaction with the lowly fee. “Not enough?” He paused. His angular jaw clenched coldly before opening it to say words that pierced her dignity like a dagger. “How much does it cost to buy you for a night? Villa, bungalow, Mercedes-Benz – let me know what you want; I have everything.” Her face sank. She then coldly enunciated, “This gentleman, you seem to be mistaken.”

She noticed people staring at her and some of them were whispering stuff to each other but she chose to ignore them. Well who was to blame when the wife of a Well known billionaire was doing her own grocery shopping. Something she had to convince Damian to let her do. He had insisted she ordered everything and have it delivered but after a lot of persuasion from her side he decided to let her go. After paying for everything, Maya walked out with a two bags full of grocery and she told outside patiently waiting for a cab.

She was about to run out the door when Richard stood in her way. “I don’t know what happened last night, but I’ll find out. Until then, keep your mouth shut” Richard said, his voice laced with arrogance. Then he reached for a checkbook and pen, he wrote something and then handed it to her ”here, five million. Consider it…compensation” she collected it, tore it and threw it in his face. “No one wants your damn money”, she pushed him out of her way and she left.

Her will and strength to carry on with life despite having so many burdens to carry was amazing, which made him love her in secret. He wanted to be a perfect man for her, someone she could not refuse when the right time came, and so even if it broke his heart to be away from her, he did so. It was supposed to be an opportunity which would help him to become a better man for her, but when he found out she married a famous billionaire, his world was crushed in an instant. And now, he was seeing her in flesh; the beautiful Michelle Finley, who was now carrying another man’s last name... Still, it did not make his desire go away. He wanted to own her...