Novel & Cerita My Secret Billionaire Reviews

Amy was more shocked than surprised, her eyes wide with disbelief. Shawn nodded, his gaze filled with remorse. "That was Cheryl, my secretary, six years ago. We had a one-night stand... unintentionally, and Andrew was the result," he explained, pausing briefly before continuing. "I asked her to get an abortion. I was scared. But Cheryl's too stubborn," he chuckled bitterly. "She didn't abort the child." Amy's expression turned somber, the news hitting her like a blow. She hadn't imagined Shawn having a secret baby. They fell into silence for a moment, the weight of the revelation hanging heavily between them. Finally, Amy found her voice.

Kayla I leaned back against the plush velvet of the booth, the ice in my drink rattling as my hand shook just a little. I and the girls had already done four rounds of shots so I was feeling very chatty. "Of course they're talking, Monet. Let's look at the facts. The man is a billionaire CEO who breathes rarified air, and I’m just his fucking secretary. To them, I'm just a glitch in his system."

right before I shattered. I read about him during slow periods—discreetly, on my phone behind the circulation desk. Articles from Forbes, Bloomberg, a few older profiles that called him “the ghost of Los Angeles finance.” Youngest self-made billionaire in the state. Ruthless in boardrooms. Invisible in tabloids. No scandals. No girlfriends photographed on red carpets. Just power. Quiet, absolute power. I was fucking a billionaire.

written on the frosted windowpane by a four-year-old boy earlier that evening: H + M + L = HOME The "Billionaire’s Revenge" was over. The "Secret Baby" was a king. And the "Final Van Dyne" had finally found the one thing money couldn't buy: a Sunday morning that would never end.

“You have been watching way too many dramas.” “Okay, but imagine it.” She tugged my hands down so I’d meet her gaze. Her voice dropped conspiratorially. “Julian Cross. Secret billionaire CEO. Everyone else thinks he’s just a normal worker, but actually he’s the man at the top. And he notices you.” Despite myself, the thought made something skip inside me. I rolled my eyes to cover it. “That’s insane.” “Insane but possible.” She wiggled her brows. I groaned into a pillow, my face burning. “Stop calling him a CEO !”

“Now I see what the problem was last time. There’s the placenta, and there’s the head. We saw that last time. Down here, though-” “There’s another head,” I said. “Congratulations,” the doctor said. “The two of you are having twins!” This ends season one of “A Secret Baby For My Billionaire Boss.” If you would like another season of this book, or any of my other books, please send me an email at Krista.Lakes@g***l.com or find me on F******k. I hope you enjoyed it! If you did, there are many more of my stories available on R****h, including several secret baby romances!

It was not going to be a pretty argument, but at the exact same time, it was going to be exactly what he needed to do. “Benton, you don't know what women are like. Nobody is going to want you just because they want you. You’re a freaking billionaire. Do you not think that that is part of what some woman who is off the street is gonna want?” his next youngest sister asked as she batted her eyes at him.

"Even though we know that your marriage to Jaxon was private, be careful. Because you're now the billionaire's secret." So this my first warning as the billionaire secret? This is my first warning as a billionaire wife?

“And you’re going to have the best night. If Sam and Tania think you’ll hide in a corner and cry, they’re wrong.” “I… I don’t know.” “Well, I do.” She squeezed my hand. “Let’s go.” *** Jason drove us to Secret, a dark billionaire club located in the richest and wildest part of the city. The moment we walked in, the loud music welcomed us, the bass thrumming through my ears. People danced with no care in the world. Bodies pressed together. Some kissed against the walls. Some looked drunk, others clearly high. Waitresses moved through the crowd carrying trays of shots. If sin was a place, I was standing right in it. And somehow… It felt like exactly what I needed.

Edwin cooed, and I sighed. “Fine then. Just for tonight,” I said, and they nodded happily. “One question though, who is this billionaire?” They exchanged looks as I waited for their answer. “He is a popular and mysterious billionaire.” Maven answered. I hummed. “And who is this popular and mysterious billionaire?” I blinked at them. “It's a surprise.”