Novel & Cerita Millionaires Match

There was something strange about this Greg of a man and I was going to get to the end of it. "No. Go on now, take the rest of the day off so you can prepare for tomorrow. Shave those legs and down there, you know, in case he changes his mind." She smirked at me. I nodded shyly and turned around to take my leave. Not only was I going with a millionaire, I was getting paid fifty thousand dollars. I couldn't wait to get home to tell Mira. Greg pov I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't believe I was going to do this. I had contacted Velvet for one of her women because I had used her services before now.

Lucky shrieked as she slapped Cherokee's arm. "I signed a contract, a marriage contract with Beck, he's giving me money, and other things, when the contract is over he will give me twenty thousand," Cherokee stated as she started pacing around the small room they both shared. "A marriage contract?!" Lucky bellowed as she got up from the bed and walked over to Cherokee gripping her arms. "So this, isn't even real? Your relationship?" "Perhaps I can make it real," Cherokee wished as she made her way to her dresser to get the last of her clothing into her suitcase.

he threatened and she scoffed. "Stay away from all the girls... you know what I will do..." she said and left... what they both don't know is their college is near to end and then both will inherit their parents' Pharma company... who have become really strong rivals over the years... history will repeat itself... they will soon fight in the business world... sparks will fly... games will be played... someone will lose the game and someone will lose heart... Because Ronan is already a Billionaire and this Billionaire Has Met His Match!

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.

ACE of HEARTS and 5 of GOLD — Two Pair. Is this man crazy? Eleonor feels a mixture of relief and confusion because he's completely unpredictable. Apparently, there's a new adversary capable of disrupting her plans. “The winner of the match is Mr. James!” The Dealer points to the chips. “Please take the chips that are now yours…” James tugged at the chips with his hands, unable to believe that such small chips had such a high value. $1,080,000 dollars… More than one million dollars in just one match… He's unable to hold back his hysterical laughter.

"Just let us finish this, and we'll talk, you and I." Robin made a sour face; he was angry and outraged. "Okay, so that's the name, and the property will be this one... now let's talk about the capital," Gabriel said to the three present. "I assume the three of you will be partners," he said, pointing to Ayden, Arya, and Robin. "No," the millionaire denied. "I will be more like a benefactor, well, the company." "Alright," Gabriel said, taking notes. "How much will the capital be?" he asked again to the present group.

“Hello Mrs. King. Funny you should ask, there indeed is. It's the biggest contest in the whole of the getaway, Ma’am for two special reasons. One, the presence of a highly esteemed guest, and the mouthwatering prize.” “Oh really?” She asked, leaning her elbows on the desk as he spoke. “Yes. The winning couple wins a whopping sum of one million Dollars!” “What?” Marie sputtered in disbelief. A million for a silly game? Mistaking her surprise for scoffing, Stefan nodded. “It's true, Ma’am. I realize for a billionaire like yourself Ma’am, it's barely a drop in the hat. But most couples here would be glad to receive such a prize. And they don't even need to get all the answers right. They just

-Good day, My name is Henry. I am part of a very wealthy family believe it or not and stand the chance to be the heir of a very large fortune worth millions of dollars. The only thing standing between my trust fund and I is marriage. That’s where you come in. Most women that I encounter are after my money and would use whatever tricks up their sleeve to maximize off of pretending to love me, that’s why I would rather have a fake marriage with someone that I know is after my money from the word go. Of course you would be compensated handsomely for your participation and the marriage would be for only five years while I gain access to my trust fund. The amount of money that you would get would

“Good enough to guess if you put fifty thousand on Sidewize Inc. today, you could have a million dollars by the end of the week.” “Seriously?” “It’s not a science. I have the instinct, but that doesn’t mean I abuse it. I earn enough to buy my freedom, but I’ll never be indebted to my own greed.” “You’re saying you didn’t buy that stock, even though you believe it’ll turn that much?” “Nah. I avoid it when I can. It’s an addicting rush.” She reached into her purse. “Let’s see if you’re right.” He glanced at her as she texted her brother. “What are you doing?” “Lucian controls my shares. I’m telling him to buy a thousand dollars worth.”

My gaze met with bold words at that instant. ‘Seeking a young lady to play the billionaire's fiancee for three months. $1 million compensation. Discretion assured.’ I froze. “One million what?!!!” Ellen's call came in again. “Sophia have you s—” I interrupted before she could be done speaking. “Sign me up!”