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"Runaway Bride Spotted Drunk in Club—Hudson Wedding Cancelled!" They’d caught me at my weakest. Red-eyed, mascara ppsmudged, bottle in hand. A woman scorned, the internet had labeled me. Some said I was crazy. Others romanticized it. But no one asked why. No one questioned what could drive a woman to abandon a perfect wedding to a billionaire. No one knew that behind that glamorous engagement ring was betrayal and heartbreak. No one saw Daniel in my best friend’s bed. No one heard my heart shatter.

Before you say anything, let me explain. I straightened in my chair, ready to set everything out. "First, let me properly introduce myself. My name is Victoria Branson. I'm 27 years old, and I graduated from the Business School of Toronto. I make $700,000 a year, I have my own house, and I own my car. Adrian looked at me, clearly intrigued but still a little skeptical. "Alright." "I'm just going to be honest with you," I continued, my voice firm. "My grandmother left me her business. It's a huge opportunity, but there's one condition-she stipulated in her will that I must be married to inherit it."

He also owns different clubs, hotels, and houses around the world. I Stare at Eva shocked, finally understanding her reaction. "I think the man is a freaking billionaire." "I think he is." I knew he had money, but surely not this kind of money. I clicked on the first article and I immediately regretted my decision when I started reading. The headline read 'ELIGIBLE BACHELOR AND HOLLYWOOD PRINCESS' They looked cosy in the pictures which made me very mad.

“Just… let them see?” “Yes.” His breath came fast. Desperate. “I’m not ashamed,” he said again, fierce. “I’m done pretending I’m not yours.” His words trembled into mine. The news hit my phone next morning like a gut punch: “Billionaire CEO Caught Kissing writer of Memior Ivana in Ladies’ Room: Whispers of Affair Explode.” Dam it! I yelled.

Placing the coffee on the table and passed me the Ipad, which I immediately swiped open. I could see the golden grin formed on the corner of his lips as I checked in with the news. TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD, BILLIONAIRE/ BUSINESS TYCOON. ZANE CREED HAS BEATEN THE LIKES OF NATASHA TAYLOR, RICHARD MOFURE, MOHAMMED KUMAR, AND OTHERS TO BECOME THE NO. 1 BUSINESS TYCOON IN THE WORLD WITH NETWORTH US$200.5 BILLION. ZANE IS KNOWN AS THE FOUNDER OF AINSOFT AND WHITE ORIGIN ( THE WORLD'S LARGEST GAME COMPANY). Click here for more info...

Ian sighed and took a deep breath then began to speak. "Okay, you really wanna know? Then, Fine, I want to marry you because of my fortune and company. If I don't marry you, my whole fortune and company will be transfer over to my filthy cousin and I don't want that because I am the rightful owner of it, not that loser and deep down I know that you still have feelings or maybe love for me that's why you will agree to marry me. With this wedding we both will get what we want. I will get to have my fortune and the company and you will get to have me. So, it's a win-win offer and trust me I will fulfill the husband's duty and you will get a million dollars from me. So, what do you say? Now you

she whispered to Joel," who responded with a sigh. The living room in the Montana mansion was filled with all the luxuries from different countries. Joel, who was a lover of good things, made an exception this time. He couldn't bring himself to admire anything. The wait was just a perpetual hell, increasing his apprehension. At long last, footsteps were heard up the stairs, descending. Joel looks up, with his gaze meeting that of Mr. Pierre Montana's fearful one, with his wife by his side whose facial expression was quite a contrast to his. He lowers his head in a flinch. "Dad, Mum, meet Joel, my boyfriend," Estelle retorts excitedly. Joel extends his hand to meet Mr. Montana but the latter

let the story build up so when Steamy McSteamy starts to strip naked, you will feel all the hotness which will get your toes curling and your fingers scrolling your screen back and forth. Pheww... did that get you hooked already? nope? okay, bear with me as I tell you a story about our Madam Billionaire. A story so strikingly beautiful that I might have a contender to mine and Luka's. This is a story about our filthy rich madam who will have her struggles after the death of her beloved father.

"Someone called him Xander." Sophie's eyes went wide. "Xander? As in Xander Black? The Xander Black?" I looked at her blankly. "Ella, he's like... the biggest deal in New York. Black Enterprises? The tech empire? His family's worth more than some small countries. He's a billionaire, Ella. Like, actual billionaire. They write articles about him. Women throw themselves at him constantly. He never dates anyone. Never smiles. Never—" She stopped, looking at my expression. "Wait. Why are you looking like that?"

And when Sebastain had fallen victim (or maybe I thought he did) I was quick to make him pay. Tell a lie that spike him up then tell another lie to make my lie look like the truth. I had thought I had him locked up real good. I was his only means of escape but truned his cage before he could even say Jack - that was the perfect way to have him trapped but I had forgotten something. The rich always find there way out of a whole lot of shit without stinking no matter how shitty the situation was. He might had seem hopeless and completely cluess of how to find a way out of the messy but that doesn't mean he was trapped. I realized to really trap the rich kid you must trap others to make sure he