My Grumpy Billionaire Nadia Lee Novels & Stories

Nadia has nothing except a five year old son and a secret she has been keeping for years. When Ezra shows up at her door she isn't surprised. She's just tired. He came for answers. She has none that will satisfy him. And caught in the middle is a little boy who deserves better than what's coming.

Nadazhda pouted. "Oh, you don't like being called young?" asked the man. "Yeah, I'm fifteen." "I'm Levi by name. What about you, princess?" Nadazhda blushed hard. "I'm Nadazhda but goes by Nada," she smiled queasily. "Okay, I'll take her for tonight." Mr Levi said, putting his hand to her exposed th*gh while she held her breath. Nadazhda's eyes darted to her papa to caution the man but only smiled.

Me in that silver dress, standing far too close to Alexander Lancaster. His hand was at my waist. I remembered the moment his touch, the confusion in his eyes. And now it was plastered across the internet. The headline was bold and cruel: **'Nichole Adams Caught in Scandal with Billionaire Alexander Lancaster — Betrayal Runs in the Family?’** My stomach dropped. “Oh God…” Claire exhaled slowly. “It’s already everywhere. T*****r, gossip sites, even some business pages.” I took her phone, scrolling through the comments.

She hated to admit it, but Adrian had a way of making their son happy. As they approached the airport, Nadine noticed a private jet waiting on the runway. It was sleek and luxurious, clearly something Adrian had arranged. The driver pulled up to the jet, and Craig Adrian’s personal assistant, was already standing there, waiting for them. “Mr. Blake,” Craig greeted, bowing slightly before turning to Nadine and Liam. “Everything is ready for your departure.” Adrian nodded. “Good. Let’s go.” Nadine took a deep breath before stepping out of the car, carrying Liam in her arms. She was still getting used to all this—the wealth, the security, the luxury. It felt overwhelming, but she reminded herse

The venue buzzed with a considerable crowd, creating a vibrant and lively atmosphere. Preferring solitude over crowds, Faye and Nadia sought a quiet corner to settle. Breaking the silence, Nadia said, "Are you thinking about Layla, the talented lady of the Reed family?" Faye nodded slightly, her gaze fixed on Nadia. "Are you well-acquainted with her, Nadia?" Nadia nodded in return. "I crossed paths with her before my marriage. Layla possesses remarkable medical skills, quick-wittedness, and a gentle, charming demeanor."

Mikel said as he held Caira's hand and tried taking her away, but caira declined, she was anxious to know who the lady was, she can't be nobody. "Well, I'd like to answer your question by introducing myself first. I'm Naomi Havard, an Ex-super model, the only daughter of Governor Harvard Wang, and the mother of Mikel's son" she said the last part with a smirk. Caira felt a loud bang in her head as soon as she heard her. Her eyes slowly drifted to the little boy who was standing close to her.

She had no choice but to leave the country for she had no money to sustain her in the city of New York. Tamara's family had a penthouse in Mexico which nobody knew about except Tamara and her parents. That was her escape and safe haven by the time. When she was at the penthouse she applied for odd jobs such as being a delivery lady in the morning, working as a waitress during the day and during the night she was a destination lady where she worked as an Uber.

her unexpected allegiance could tilt the balance of power in unpredictable ways. Grigory appeared equally stunned, struggling to push himself into a sitting position as he gaped up at Nadia. "Romanova?" he wheezed out a rattling laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. "So that's how you want to play it, is it? A grasping power-move to consolidate your little revolution..." "Oh, please spare me" Nadia said silkily, leveling Grigory with a look of pure distaste. "Your greed and violence have consumed this city for far too long. Your pathetic life ends today!"

I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.

"Damn it Khal I said I was sorry already! I'm here and i'm okay. How many times do you want me to tell you that? I'm not Noor okay? I'm not going to let a guy..." "You're not going to let a guy what?" Noor questioned cutting her off as she stepped into the kitchen. "Noor it's not what you think I was going to say." "Isn't it Nads?" she quirked an eyebrow. "You're Nadia Bashir, the young responsible and successful Belko among us. You wouldn't let a guy take advantage of you, drug you and try to..." "Where's this coming from Noor? You know I'd never say that about you," Nadia cut her off, striding towards her.