Love Under The Billionaire's Gavel Mga Nobela at Kwento

were the words and actions that made me clear my mother's hospital bills and other expenses at home before leaving them with an excuse – ‘I'm going to work for the money I got’. I got to the altar and my saliva dried up on its own on seeing the billionaire,throat sore god's had to wait for this very moment. He was looking so perfect in the expertly tailored suit on him and the pomade hairstyle allowed his cuteness to scream out itself. “You may now unveil your bride” the priest's words came, interrupting my thoughts and immediately, the billionaire raised my veil, allowing me to have a clearer view of his perfect looks. Our gazes locked for a while and I felt my heart skip a thousand beats a

Y-Y-Yes am the one I stuttered. Still in shock,I was still amazed how Ophelia was the employee.As if she was reading my mind. “I know you will be wondering,I don't owe you any explanation though,but let me clear your curiosity.My sweet darling husband gifted me this house on my last birthday.”emphasizing on Darling. My mind navigates to the past beautiful memories. Flash back Good morning damsel, Markos greeted me coming in with a tray of breakfast.I slowly stretched my body on the bed still feeling sore in between my legs as our last night deed flashed in.

I closed my eyes, whispering a silent prayer to anyone who was listening. Then, a voice cut through the chaos, clear and unmistakably female. "Two million dollars." The room fell silent. All eyes turned to the source of the voice, a young woman sitting at a table near the back. Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes were fixed on me. The auctioneer hesitated for a moment, then spoke up. "Two million dollars, going once... going twice..." I held my breath, hardly daring to believe what was happening. The old man had dropped out of the bidding, but this woman was offering three times as much as anyone else. Who was she? And why was she willing to spend so much money on me?

(His forgotten lover) Kevin's POV I arrived at my house and brought out the gate's remote control. I pressed a button and the gigantic black gate opened. Due to my paranoid nature, I didn't employ any domestic worker. I did my house chores by myself. The gate got locked behind me as soon as I drove in. I drove straight to my spacious garage filled with latest cars. I had always loved cars. To me, they are the most expensive toys a person could own.

His lips leaving trails of blood as he caressed my fingers, his lips pressed to the back of my hand as he whispered, “ I want to raise Jacob together with you, and probably have another child in the future if we could. I want to spend those days of sickness and loneliness with you, those holidays of happiness and celebrations and birthdays. Elleana, I want to shower you with more love so I'm asking you to please accept my love, my heart, body, mind and soul...Elleana Cassidy Greene, you are the one and the only girl I'd love for all eternity, do me a favour and accept my proposal, love. Marry me, again." He didn't ask me, he demanded it. Like always, he's still the business type even in roma

he brought out his hand to shake His name sounded familiar, I tried recalling where I had seen him or heard his name and it suddenly hit me "You are billionaire Daniel Vuitton, number 10 top. billboard" My hands covered my mouth, what was he doing here and how come he knew Kelly, what was going on? My dad and mom stuttered upon hearing he was a billionaire, their voice changed instantly, offering him a seat and something to drink. "Why are you in our house and how come you know Kelly," I asked sharply, curiosity filled me, and Kelly's eyes filled with anger and hatred but who came? "Am here to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage Sir"

"Huh…, sure. As long as you agree that her marriage starts where Rachel's own stopped. By the way, how much is he owning?" Mr Calvin said, eyeing both Victor and his mother for their indicipline and greediness. "About 50000 dollars. I was suprised that he owned that much. Ni wonder he couldn't concentrate on his job cause he his hiding from thisr he owned " the grandmother replied. "Ok. I will tell my aide to settle Mr Victor's debt tomorrow. However, I will like to spend time with Jennifer before the main marriage process. She might have to go with me today, is that okay with you people?"

A woman’s weapon disguised as silk. “Besides,” she added, brushing invisible dust from my shoulder, “this could be your one chance to remind him what he stands to lose and for you to leave a permanent mark on him, so It’s easier for you to receive his love, I know how much you love him. Then she winked” I hated that her words hit me. I hated more that they were true. The dining room felt like something out of a billionaire magazine spread—warm candlelight, decanters of wine that probably cost more than my entire education, and a table set so perfectly it made me nervous to sit down.

TITLE: Billionaire stolen heart Billionaire’s Stolen Heart is a quick, swoon-filled enemies-to-lovers romance that proves love and hate are often two sides of the same coin… even if the story doesn’t take itself too seriously. Sophia Grant never imagined her dream job would come with a nightmare boss. Enter Alexander Cross — a billionaire CEO with a reputation as cold as his penthouse view is high. When he buys out the company she works for, their first encounter is a total disaster, sparking a fiery clash of wills.

“Half?” “Yes. Fifteen million after we sign the marriage certificate.” Her voice didn’t waver. “The rest after the year is over.” Damien tilted his head, studying her again. She wondered what he saw. A desperate girl? A greedy one? “You drive a pretty hard bargain,” he finally said. “Most women would be on their knees thanking me already for the privilege to become Mrs Blackwood.” “I’m not most women,” Cara replied. For the first time, something flickered in his eyes. Respect? Amusement? Or maybe just plain curiosity.