Novel & Cerita Love At First Night: The Billionaire’s First Love

Again, it is a planned work and there are only two people that come to mind; Miranda and Chloe. I wave down a taxi. Tears slip out of my eyes as I get into it and shut the door hastily. I take out my phone to see a lot of messages and news notifications. I click on the news notification. The headline reads: "MYSTERIOUS BILLIONAIRE SPENDS THE NIGHT WITH AN UNKNOWN WOMAN—MARRIAGE RUMORS BEGIN." The phone slips from my hand as I blank out into space. My life… is about to change for the unknown.

She was inexperienced—he should’ve gone easier on her… But he still asked if she’d come that night. She laughed. “You that desperate, senior?” His ears turned red. He leaned in and whispered, “Not as desperate as you.” Her face flushed to her ears. Tough as she acted, she was just a girl tasting love for the first time. But after that first night, Lena never came back on her own. Two nights passed—he tossed and turned. Finally, on the third night, he couldn’t stand it anymore and went to her door.

"Well you did sleep with me so I can't say that" Edward laughed and I could feel the tiredness seeping into my body, making every limb feel heavy. I was barely conscious when I felt something soft rub against my skin. I half heartedly opened my eyes to continue an argument when he moved behind me. His arms were steady on my waist as he pressed a chaste kiss on my cheek. "Good night baby" That's the last thing I heard when I felt his arms tighten around my waist. Tomorrow. Yeah, I will tell him how I feel when I wake up. ***

Loveth sat quietly in the room since she had no stuffs to offload , she stared at a painting on the wall , it was a painting from her favorite artist , Richard Quarver , the painting of a woman watching the stars with a baby in her arms , Loveth admired it as she touched the edge , she sat back after looking around , she sighed at the thought of what happened inside the plane , she really did not know what came over her . She has always dreamt of her first night with Nicholas, and today might be her final dream intervention , she stared at the mirror as she began to speak to herself quietly " Loveth you have always wanted this , so relax , you need to be happy , be happy for once . " she pa

I stare at her. “What?” “Holy shit, Alice, he’s a billionaire.” “What?” “That’s nine zeroes.” “What?” Her giggle holds a touch of hysteria. “Oh my God. What was he doing on Tinder?” My brain is refusing to compute. “I’m guessing he likes being anonymous. I would think billionaires have trouble with women being after their money, don’t you?” “Oh Alice. Did you have any idea?”

He chuckled as Chan stared up at him, tears in her eyes. “I think I fell in love with you that first time I saw you at the Thursday market. I’ve never stopped thinking about you since that day, wondering how the hell I’d ever find you. When I saw you in the club, I knew I was given a chance, and I wasn’t going to let it go to waste.” He rested his forehead on hers and chuckled softly. “Oh, Chan. I want you to know I love you. I want you to know how it hurt right here.” He grabbed her hand and placed it against his chest where his heart was. Chan spread her palm flat on his muscular chest, feeling the thumping of his heart. She gazed up at him, tears blinding her eyes as she tried to control

“This was the way you looked at me on the first day we met. It’s been haunting me ever since that night. One night isn’t enough to satisfy me. I want you on my bed every night, Brynne.” “That’s what I’ve promised you, haven’t I? To love you no matter what?” Her words had him enthralled. Was that her confession? Did she love him? It left him dumbstruck, and he led her towards the bed. No one had ever promised to love him unconditionally. “Promises are meant to be broken. I want you to show me through your actions.” He walked backward, holding her gaze until his legs hit the bed and they tumbled over. In an instant, she flipped him over and climbed on top of him.

Lauren woke up to a sunny morning with a smile on her face. Today was the day she had been waiting for, the start of her new career as a maid in the mansion of billionaire CEO Damien Burlington. She had spent the past week packing up all her belongings in her tiny apartment, and now it was time to say goodbye to her sister Fraulein and promise her nephew that she would come back soon with lots of money.

Hugo uttered with a firm voice as he removed his grip on my neck, as his load slipped away from my mouth. "We are leaving for New York early tomorrow morning," he said, as he gathered himself together and zipped up his pants while looking for his shirt, buttoning it as he left the room. "Okay" I responded with a voice below a whisper as I sank into the bed, reminiscing the intimate moment I just shared. Despite it not being the first sexual interaction I had with a man, but the exhilarating rush I had encountered was new to me, Hugo had something different about him that I could not comprehend, after all there should be a reason why he was feared amongst men, besides him being a billionaire

I wanted his love first before I could trust him with my body, and I could not really give myself to him, not tonight of all nights that he had just accused me of betraying him. “I love you Devon.” My eyes met his, bravely, trying to convince him to believe me, but he gave a harsh disbelieving laugh, and his hand pinned me to the bed roughly. Tears flooded my eyes as his free hand ripped off what was left of my dress. His hand moved over my body, stirring a fire, and yet there was no love in his touch. When his hand impatiently tore off the rest of my covering, I closed my eyes and prepared for what was coming next. My first time was going to be by force.