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"Relax, dear. We’re not here to hurt you." "What do you want from me?" "Nothing," she smirked. "But we have an offer for you." "An offer?" My voice was shaky. "What kind of offer?" "A non- negotiable one," she said. "One that could change your life," she continued, her tone dripping with false kindness. "We’re prepared to pay you one million dollars a month." I blinked, sure I’d misheard. "A million dollars? For what?" "To marry a man," she said simply.

I answered without much interest, expecting some routine complaint, but the nervousness in his voice reached me immediately. “Sir, have you seen the news?” My jaw tightened. “What news?” There was a brief pause, and then he said, “There are reports everywhere that Sharon Miles has married Xavier Combs.” For a second, I thought I had heard him wrongly. “What did you just say?” “Sir, it is already online. The story is spreading fast.” I ended the call before he could say anything else and opened my browser. The moment the headlines filled my screen, I went still.

Eventually, she yawned and stretched. "Alright, I need sleep," she said, standing up. I walked her to the spare bedroom, watching as she climbed into bed. Just before I stepped out, a thought hit me. "You never gave me a name for your boss.” She grinned sleepily. "Louis Miller." **** Clothes were scattered everywhere, a mess of rejected outfits. In the center, Rilly held up a shimmering silver dress, eyes gleaming. "Come on, Araceli," she pleaded. "You cannot wear that sweatshirt. Do you want Louis’ friend to ignore you completely?"

Mills positioned himself between her legs, her underwear could not be considered underwear for a woman of character, with the fashion it was made with strings, Mills could take her without having to remove it as there was no coverage to her core. Eveline was wet from the suspense. “Now, now, Evelin, why don’t you relax”? Mills bent down, tracing his hands on her lap and down to her base, Evelin was moaning and vibrating from his touch. Mills parted her inner lips with his fingers, revealing her bud and the slimy fluids that exposed her illicit desires.

Mili was too inquisitive to read that novel just by the cover of it. Her intriguing eyes froze her at that very spot, before the tall racks of books, for an unknown amount of time. She quietly turned the pages of that book, and the abstract paintings throughout the book made her pulse beat faster. Never in her life has Mili gone through an erotica. But she now had one in her curious hands. The contents on the very first page were enough to make her feel something jittery; curiously, Mili turned to the next page. She was so damn invested in the book that she could not feel it when Daniel stood behind her, towering over her frame and observing her reading those naughty lines.

Prologue……. Author’s note: This is the second book of the Vicious Billionaire Duet which cannot be read as a stand-alone. To dive in deeper into the fictional adventure moulded for Missy and Tyler. I strongly advice you to read the first book which is now completed and available at the app. There you’ll read and understand how it all started. Bride To The Vicious Billionaire is the title of the first book. That’s a little note for my new readers.

I’m leaving here a short guide for those who want to dive deeper into some of the romances that weren’t fully developed in this book but left you with a taste for more: - Cassie and Josh’s romance: Read the book Wanted By Josh Carter: His Father, My Lover - Laura and Jason’s romance: Read the book I Want You Back - Josh and Bethany’s past: Read the book Traded For His First Love - Ava and Terence’s story: Read the book I Want You Back New Book Alert: In November, I plan to release a new book, Milla’s story, our beloved mini-protagonist. It will be an addictive read that follows her life and her romances. Spoiler: Milla will marry Stephen Davies, the son of Laura and Jason.

I opened it by flipping it over. My breath hitched. A contract between the Whitmore Foundation and a woman named Vanessa Bright. The former wedding planner. Payment had been made to her. but the signature was a fake. And the payment diverted to an offshore bank account. I picked up my phone to take photos—but I wasn't the only one. Footsteps. I crouched behind the door just as it swung open. My heart froze. Aarav. He acted quickly, went to the same drawer—but instead of the envelope, pulled out a small flash drive concealed in a false bottom. Then he stood still.

I needed to know if I could really do this. I found myself standing outside Nathaniel’s sleek penthouse building. My heart pounded as I stared up at the towering structure. The security guard recognized me from the charity gala and let me in without question. Before I knew it, I was knocking on Nathaniel’s door. He opened it, looking surprised but not unwelcoming. “Evelyn?” “I need to talk,” I blurted out. He stepped aside, allowing me in. The place was even more luxurious than I’d imagined. Tall windows, sleek furniture, and the city lights twinkling far below us.

The door creaked open, revealing my mate’s sanctuary. “Will you help me change?” Millie asked as I eagerly nodded and began helping her undress. I unzipped her gown, and I felt myself hold back my urges from sinking my teeth into her tan flesh. I let the dress fall to the ground and saw Millie step out of it. Millie stood facing away as I scanned her body, admiring her curvy, delectable freckled back and perky bottom, which looked like a Goddess of Summer before me. I let out a loud rumble.