Novel & Cerita Millionaire Romance

"I can't believe that she had come all the way here to act so in mature. Just because they are rich, they think they can just step all over anybody. I mean, those two deserve each other," Doris said, rolling her eyes in irritation . "I didn't even know that Christain was married. He kept insinuating that he wanted me back and I had no idea that he was married to Lara, what a huge jerk!" Miriam muttered before rubbing the back of her ear tiredly.

she laughs, blushing in complicity. Ayden undresses without hesitation until he reaches her. "Can you believe I'm the luckiest man?" he asks, kissing the inside of her thigh. "I believe it because I feel the same way—lucky, loved, excited, and, of course, one hundred percent in love with a man," she replies languidly, while he leaves a trail of kisses on her thighs and hips. "Which man?" "An eccentric millionaire who wouldn't let me touch him, sometimes crazy and sometimes sexy."

"I... I don't know what to do anymore. I thought I had everything under control, but now... everything's falling apart." Mrs. Harris listened attentively, her heart aching for the man before her, so vulnerable in that moment of raw honesty. She guided him inside, closing the door behind them, and they settled into the chairs as Nathaniel began to share the turmoil that had been consuming him. The night wore on, but Nathaniel continued to pour out his fears, regrets, and uncertainties, Mrs. Harris provided a listening ear, a comforting presence, and the warmth of a mother's embrace. In that unexpected, late-night encounter, a bond between a cook and a billionaire was forged, one that transcen

Isabella's POV I never thought I'd be one to consider such an offer. A contract marriage with a billionaire? It sounds like something out of a cheesy romance novel. But as I stared at the stack of bills on my kitchen table, I knew that I couldn't keep living like this. My life was a constant cycle of work and debt, and I was tired of it. I wanted more for myself, and I knew that moving to New York City was the first step. That's when I met Daniel Stone, a man who would change my life forever.

" I asked, feeling pissed off. "Besides, he doesn't even love that lady. They were forced to get married for f**k sake!" "Are you kidding me?" She scoffed. "Did you just say Ryan doesn't love, Bethel? Please Karen, don't act like you don't know what's going on. He bought an expensive Bugatti for her for valentine. You also told us about the expensive necklace he bought for at the mall. And just yesterday, she was staying alone with him at his mansion. So, are you still tryna say Ryan doesn't love her?

He remembers the sweet taste of her lips, it's velvety smoothness against his. Shit! She is still hot, still the same irresistible beauty she was then. But is her beauty worth ignoring her deceit and betrayal? Is it? Is he supposed to ignore the red flags and give in to his heart's desire? He is a fucking billionaire for heaven's sake! He can get any woman at a snap of his fingers and God knows there are many fine, sexy women out there who would throw themselves into his arms at a slight opportunity. Why then is he fixated on the sly, deceitful Louisa?

He was a gentleman on the outside, but dangerous and ruthless underneath that expensive suit he loved to wear. And he had connections to the mafia, for Pete’s sake. I didn’t need that kind of trouble in my life. But those steel-like eyes! That mouth! That body! The chemistry I felt in that very moment when I had met him has never been replicated. It was barely a fleeting moment in his book. In mine, it was a life changing event in a mere second.

“You do right now. Carl rarely considers anyone his friend. He hardly sees anyone anymore, probably because he doesn’t trust anyone. He can’t slow down if he wants to stay ahead of the game. The world of Wall Street waits for no one. Not even for multi-billionaires.” Carl, a multi-billionaire? Mandy blinked. What might she be getting herself into? She headed to the table and collected her purse. “Where do you think you are going?” Claudiastood. “We have things we need to discuss. You’re my maid of honor.” “You’ll be fine without me.” Mandy sucked in a shaky breath. “I’ll do whatever you need me to do. You know I will.” She hurried out before anyone could convince her to stay. She had a feeli

Why is he so shameless this early into the day. “Not just a millionaire. He’s incredibly romantic too,” Zara, my dearest traitor of a sister, continues. She pushes Roland’s cushion away and stands up, heading straight toward us. She stops right in front of Banks, who is still trying to lock eyes with me. "Are all millionaires this romantic? Because I definitely want one for myself. Do you happen to have any single friends?” “I cannot say,” Banks reply smoothly. Finally looking away from me to stare down at Zara, who is looking up at him with wide, opportunistic eyes. “I am a Billionaire" How can I stop Banks to stop talking?