Novel & Cerita Her Wild Night With The Billionaire

She slept with a man who she doesn't know. Thinking about it now, Everette wonders whether she was drunk or drugged. But who would drug her? Almost all the guests at her bachelorette party are her friends, co-workers and high school friends. She is one kind hearted girl and doesn't treat people less than they are. She is pretty nice to everyone so no one would actually have a bad and evil mindset against her.

"Oh come on. You are not a baby anymore, you should understand this without stress." She waved dismissively like it was nothing. "Let's not pretend, this isn't new anymore." Her voice became louder, now drawing attention of those close to us, exactly as she intended, always wanting to play the victim card. When in real life, she's very horrible. "You married a billionaire and escaped being homeless." Several nearby guests exchanged uncomfortable glances the moment she said that. I felt heat rising inside me, not embarrassment, and honestly, there was nothing I could do then not to get Dave angry with me. I was boiling with anger, but I had everything in check. I glanced around me, only to se

"Nothing in return? Uncle, she planned it all! She got billions! That was the return!" "She got those billions because that is what your father wanted! Because out of everyone in this world, she was the only one who was faithful!" Roberto approached and pointed at Henry’s chest. "Listen to me, Henry. If you continue this beastly behavior toward that woman, you won't just lose shares. You'll lose a Godfather, too. Fix yourself before you are completely consumed by the darkness in your heart."

Lucas’s lips traced a warm path along my neck, and despite my protests—reminding myself that this was just a contract—his soft, commanding whisper broke through: "I'm your husband now. This is more than a contract to me." In that tender yet electrifying moment, I surrendered to him. The night unfolded like a fever dream—passionate, surreal, and overwhelmingly intense. Lucas, with his chiseled abs, defined muscles, and the effortless confidence of a man who owned the world, transformed that night into something extraordinary. I almost forgot that he had been nothing more than a one-night stand not long ago; now he was the richest billionaire, a man whose touch redefined pleasure.

And Sienna knew it. “Smile,” Damien murmured close to her ear, his breath warm. “They’re watching.” She tilted her head slightly and offered a practiced smile, heart hammering. She wasn’t just the girl from the wrong side of town anymore. Tonight, she was the woman standing beside one of the most dangerous and desirable billionaires in New York. They moved through the crowd like royalty. Whispers floated around them like perfume. “Is that her?” “She’s gorgeous.” “I heard he bought her a penthouse on Fifth…”

But before I could reply, his phone started to buzz on the nightstand. He ignored it. Then it buzzed again. And again. Finally, he sighed and reached for it. I watched as his face changed — calm melting into something sharper, darker. “What is it?” I asked. He didn’t answer. He just turned the screen toward me. Headline: “Billionaire Rand Calloway’s Secret Love Affair — Artist Exposed.” Below it was a photo of us — from last night. Me in his arms, rain falling like glitter around us. The headline glowed cruelly against the white background, and beneath it, smaller lines:

My heart was pounding by the time I finished. Oh my God. Gosh Az, you have good eyes. Who knew that the first guy I'll set my eyes on is a fucking billionaire. Not only that but he's the eldest Young master in the Creeds family! Their family is one of the richest in this generation and I dare offended him? I stared at his pictures and noticed he usually appears on occasions with a lady. Could she be his girlfriend? I shook my head, I could tell he's single from our conversation earlier. After a long while, I shut down the system and sighed. What should I do now? I need to find a way to ruin dad's plan, I can't just get married to a person I don't know. I just can't!

Raheem said with low voice. “Perfect Billionaire’s wedding can never be canceled, even none of our father have power over it. So you just have to calm down!” Ashar dropped the phone on the bed with anger and as Raheem’s elder sister was still talking, and his look had changed.

"Then I asked you for a dance and you obliged...” “Well, it is not every day you get asked to dance by a billionaire...” He furrowed his brows. “You didn’t know I was a billionaire” She stilled. “It wasn’t hard to figure it out" He stared at her not saying a word. “I want things to be different for us" she began. "I want back the spark in our relationship...” “You don’t wish these things to be a reality" “We can try" she cupped his face. “I do not want to lose you" she admitted.