Novel & Cerita One Weekend With The Billionaire

-He bent down to take the engagement ring box, but she was quicker to see that she might lose the chance to marry a billionaire. -Good. I accept I accept to marry you so that you can take over your father's business in five months. I want all the luxuries, a van at my beck and call, two unlimited credit cards, a big wedding, honeymoon, and..." Christine opened the box, and the ring was beautiful but relatively simple. She took it out of the box and held it up to Björn, who was red in the face. -...if I am to be the billionaire's wife. ...I want an engagement ring worthy of one.

Not in a mean way, more like a reaction to my disbelief kind of way. “Yes, billion with a ‘b’. So, if Bronx wants to buy you an apartment in Paris, or if he wants to take you to Bora Bora for a week, or rent out a theater so you can see a Broadway show together, let him. He has never had someone to share his life with before. He wants nothing more than to make you happy, Kas. Please let him. I know you have no intention of taking advantage of him. We all know. You have been through too much together for that to be the case. Soon enough you’ll be making your own money and you can find ways to spoil him in your own ways too.” She rubs my forearm and smiles. It takes me another minute to proces

The screen shifted to a photograph. The same man. The same sharp jaw. The same dark, unreadable eyes. The same presence that had made her spine tighten with awareness. Her neighbor. The billionaire next door. Zayrielle stared, her heart pounding. This wasn’t just wealth. This was power—the kind that crushed people without ever touching them. The elevator dinged. She stepped inside, her thoughts racing. So that’s who he was. Which meant the men in suits. The tension. The warning. It all made sense.

It took a while for me to gather myself and realise we had arrived at the event. I adjusted my clothes properly as we made to get down. He grabbed my ass and whispered in my ear “You’ll pay for teasing me like that.” I shivered in response. Knox had given his speech and was about five tables away chatting with Mr Damien: another billionaire who was trending all of last week because he came out as gay. I was sipping champagne and watching him. “He can be charming whenever he wants to be, isn’t that right?”

Bene walked back in and made his way to the desk, dropping the note in front of Daemon. “Everything checks out. w She’s living with some billionaire, they’ve been together for a couple of weeks now. We were able to get pictures of them having dinner and at a couple of gala parties. We’re still digging to find out what she’s done with the money but at least, we have her location now.” “This billionaire boyfriend of hers, what sort of a man is he?” Daemon asked. “Reports say he’s into oil and gas and he made his fortune through it and that means he’s a dangerous man, they all are.”

“You can come back tomorrow, really early. Or, you know, hang around for a while. Sometimes these billionaires get bored, cancel last minute, head off to a hotel with their mistress or whatever. Typical stuff. You might get lucky.” That caught me off guard. I tilted my head slightly. He finally looked up. Young, maybe mid-twenties. Dreadlocks pulled into a neat bun. Clear eyes. Calm face. Zero trace of intimidation. I raised a brow. “Is that so? That’s a pretty bold take.” He shrugged, resting his elbow on the counter now, fingers still idly drumming against the keyboard. “You asked for a table. I told you how it works,” he said casually. “It’s not a take. It’s facts. Rich folks cancel all t

“What do you want?” He walked over to the window, glancing out at the city. “We have a press event this evening. Our first appearance as a married couple.” Leila groaned. “Already?” “You didn’t think we’d have time for a honeymoon, did you?” She shot him a glare. “If you even mention the word honeymoon again, I will throw something at you.” Adrian chuckled. “Duly noted.” She pushed the covers off and stood, ignoring the way his gaze flickered over her briefly before he turned back toward the window.

"That question was for Jennifer you don’t even read the gossip magazine or watch celebrity gist so how do you know who is who?" "Hey, I-" I reflexively started to defend myself. "She's right actually, so spill the tea." Jennifer cheerfully interrupted. "That's not even why I-" "Ethan Geller heir to billionaire empire dumps his girlfriend. Which means he is up for grabs!" Ashley interrupted. "And you think you qualify, he doesn’t even know you exist. If anyone has a chance here it's Jessica since his father and hers are best friends." "Yeah, but she's already dating which is why she’s going to hook us up."

“You look exactly like the pictures.” The images Mira had shown her flashed through her mind. She clenched her jaw and remained silent. “I heard your dad is really rich. What would make you do something like that, huh?” No reply. “I mean, I’m not surprised. Women these days—greedy, lazy, never willing to put in real work unless it involves spreading their legs.” He spat the words with disgust.