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she packed up the papers and put them in her bag so that she can take it home to finish up then led Camila to one of the chairs so that they can sit. “Look at me, my dad lost his company to people who thought they had power over others because of their many chains of businesses but did I let it get to me? No, did I let it stop me from wanting to do what I can to make sure we get it back? No, am I going to keep pushing myself till we win back my dad’s company? Yes,” she sighed then placed her hand over Camila’s.

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I got call from one of the leading as well as prestigious publishing house of Singapore, and they called me up on for the meeting and there I came to know about the fact that they want to print 1 million copies of this book as its CEO has loved the book, and he wants this book to reach in every nook and corner of the world and hence they offered me to sign contract with them with providing me about 40% of the royalty which I'll be getting from the book when it gets printed and is sold by them Even I also got happy that this single book just changed my life from hell to heaven within just one month of its publishing, and so I also signed the contract with the company and to company's surprise

he asked. Eva stood still, staring at her Italian in front of him. "Yes, I am Evangelina Anderson and I am the millionaire's ugly secretary." The end.

So this was how it was going to go, Blake Shite slammed her laptop closed and sat back in her very comfy office chair. She'd been locked up in her home for a week, trying to put words to her new book. But nothing. Not a single word made it onto the screen, her fingers hovered, typed, deleted. Over and over. She rubbed a hand over her tired eyes and stood, stretching her back. She would go down to the kitchen, make herself a cup of coffee, toast and try again. Her phone rang on her desk and she glared down at it. Her agent, Donna, again. She growled at the phone, ignored it, and went down to her kitchen. Blake didn't have time to deal with Donna now, as her friend, Donna understood that she w

After you apply, let me know how it goes okay? I smiled while reading Jake’s message. Emily: Of course! Thank you very much Jake! You’re a life saver! My heart beats fast, Nathan Sterling…. I’ve heard of him, I mean of course! He is the kind of billionaire that you always sees and read in magazines. The kind of person who’s name is always spoken in hushed tone and usually tied to incredible feat of business or technology. And he is always a talk in any social media platform --- the young handsome billionaire that every girl dream of.

I set my coffee down, refocus on my screen, and begin typing out my email, “Dear Mr. Carter, congratulations. You've managed to turn me into a millionaire with no idea how to spend it. I've dreamt of this day my whole life, and now that it's here, I'm just… stuck. My bank account is overflowing, and I'm starting to feel like Scrooge McDuck, swimming in vaults of gold coins. Help?" I hit send and wait, my eyes fixed on the screen. Minutes later, my email pings. Andrei's response has arrived.

"Early readers are calling Guilty Pleasure an addictive ride through hidden desire, wild fantasies, and raw pleasure. One reviewer said it's 'the kind of book that leaves you breathless and hungry for more.'" Months earlier, sitting in the quiet glow of her private study, Emilia had found the inspiration for her book after drinking a bottle of wine, a peek into someone's private life, and a payment of five million dollars in cash. And she was more than happy she had spent such a large amount of money. In the end, it was totally worth it.

“Fuck it. I’ve seen enough. I’ll have to call Mark downtown and see if he’ll let me poach one of his sous-chefs.” “James,” he says. “You want to see this girl.” As I said before; Al is the one person I truly trust, so if he says I should see her, then I should see her. “Okay,” I tell him. “Send her in.” A lot of guys with my kind of money would have invited all of those girls back to his bedroom for the night and run through them like a hungry bear gorging himself on honey. But truth be told, I’m over that playboy lifestyle. I became a millionaire at eighteen, after selling an app that helped people find cars in their price range, and by thirty I was a billionaire after developing longer-las

She felt small under the gaze of Starkov, her notorious father. “Thirty million, Yelena!” he roared, his voice vibrating in his chest. “That is the amount of money I have so far wasted just to clean up your latest round of 'avoidable mistakes.'” Yelena stared at her feet, swallowed by shame. She couldn't defend herself. She couldn't tell him she was still obsessed with Jonathan. She had paid off Jonathan’s debts and even worked with a lawyer to forge bank threats just to stay in his life.