Pampered By Billionaires After Being Betrayed Novels & Stories

Alexander’s Pov Never in my life have I felt so lost and desolated. I was sitting in the garden, munching on a chocolate bar and blinking off tears that welled up in my eyes. I was supposed to be the great Alexander! The well-known billionaire in the city of California. I was meant to be hard-hearted and strong…unmoved and unperturbed by different things. But then, the reverse was the case. I was lost and feeling vulnerable. I felt used and played, by everyone I ever trusted.

I said as I relaxed a bit in the car . I just can't believe that to get a girl, I had to use my power and wealth. If it had been any girl, it wouldn't be this hard, I would have gotten what I want from her but Emily is a different case. She is the first lady who hasn't been moved by my wealth or by how powerful I am. Other girls would have rejoiced at being my pretend bride but she made it clear that she isn't interested. "Sir we are here" my secretary said we he stood in front of a building.

My face scrunched up in confusion at the betrayal even as I coughed up blood and fell to the ground. “You bastard. What did you just do?” I whispered and my shock grew when instead of begging or refuting his actions, the doctor who was supposed to be my ally smiled. “How does it feel to be betrayed, Cassius?” Damien said with a victorious smile that made me growl at Mark. “You will pay for this, traitor. I swear that you will pay for betraying me.” Squatting in front of me, the doctor smiled and shook his head. “No, Cassius. I am finally going to be free of you. My time of being your puppet, doing dirty work over and over again for you is over. Damien and Amelia are going to live well, free

It felt like a cruel twist of fate that Amelia effortlessly obtained everything Sarah had ever desired. While lost in her thoughts, a memory from a conversation with Amelia resurfaced in her mind. It was a warm summer day, and they were sitting at a cozy café, sipping their coffees and sharing their innermost thoughts. Amelia had confided in Sarah about her marriage, revealing a side of her life that was hidden beneath the facade of luxury and wealth. Sarah remembered the earnestness in Amelia's voice as she spoke about Ethan's constant display of extravagant gifts and lavish lifestyle.

The diamond ring he slipped onto her finger sparkled as brightly as the tears of happiness in her eyes. Evelyn had come a long way to reach this point in her life. Her past was shrouded in secrets and shadows, a world of fantasies and a lifestyle she had left behind. Once upon a time, she had lived on the edge, seeking thrills and exploring the depths of her desires in a crazy sexual world. But meeting Richard had changed everything. He had shown her love and acceptance, allowing her to be her true self without judgment.

Thora’s POV By the time I got home that evening, my face was plastered across every gossip site in the city. “Billionaire Brothers at War Over One Woman.” “Thora Greenwood Pregnant Again? Mystery Child Revealed.” “Palmer Family Secrets Uncovered.” I couldn’t breathe. Every headline was like a knife. I slammed my laptop shut, tossed it across the couch, and dragged both hands down my face. How did my life get here? How did I become a circus show for strangers to laugh at?

To Tasha’s cruel, cutting words. > “You slept with him for money and power.” > “You betrayed your fiancé.” > “You’re just a nepo wife.” > Amara’s jaw tightened. The words were a bitter taste on her tongue. Tasha didn’t know the truth. No one did. Except her. And Damian. James and Lila had drugged her. They had filmed her. They had stolen her future—then handed it to each other like it was nothing. And the world? The world had called her the villain.

My body sagged, knees weak. Mia rushed to my side, eyes wide. “Amara, do you even know who that was?” “Some arrogant jerk?” Her jaw dropped. “That was Damian Cruz. The billionaire.” My stomach flipped. My entire life flashed before my eyes. Billionaire? Damian Cruz? As in Cruz Holdings—the man who owned skyscrapers, shipping lines, hotels? Perfect. Just perfect. I hadn’t just ruined someone’s morning. I’d ruined a billionaire’s suit. And maybe my life along with it.

My jaw dropped. He's not a broke Billionaire. At this rate, he's a trillionaire! I just stepped into a beautiful world filled with lies with my trillionaire.

I trusted her with my life, with my child, yet she betrayed me. The thought of her being part of Ashley's and Ethan's wicked plans made my stomach churn with uncertainty and distress. They all betrayed me. From my best friend to my gynecologist, they were all in on it. They all wanted to see me suffer, to see me cry and rot in jail. Even though I was nothing but generous and kind to Monica, even donating a fortune to the hospital, she still brewed heartlessness to take my baby away. Now I had nothing but hatred for her—a desire to make her suffer the way I did.