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Louise said. "Pepper eater?" I wondered. "Eats pepper. That animal always has pepper in his teeth," Louise answered, making me shake my head. Louise and I spoke clearly for a moment. She told the whole gossip about Joseph. It is said that someone also leaked the video just now of them kissing in a bar. Joseph is rich and a millionaire so he is a famous person. "You know, we'll just drink that pain away. Come with us and let's go to a bar! What do you say, girls?" Louise said and turned to Mercedes.

Running a gloved hand over the bannister, Reena tried to find comfort and inner peace as she took a deep breath and squinted in the extra dim lighting, in a way the absence of light felt like an extension of the game Reena was sure the billionaire was intent on playing with her. “You can go in.” Her escort informed her in his carefully detached voice and turned around in the next breath, leaving Reena to her fate. Pushing the door open, she lingered by the door, absolutely stunned to silence by the allure of the room within.

He lit the cigar and took a long drag. “What happened?” I ask “First things first, little brother. What exactly is your game here?” “What game?” “I can just see the headlines now, ‘Hottest billionaire playboy finds his match’. Imagine all the pretty little hearts you are breaking right now.” He mocked me but his eyes looked stern. I studied him for a while, both of us silent. “So?” Dante finally said. “What’s the deal with her?” “She is my ticket to a new image and a way to finally smoothing things over with the investors at the shipping company.”

She forced herself to scroll through the social media posts, each caption more infuriating than the last. “A Love Story for the Ages—Theodore Thatcher Marries Nadia Rostova in an Intimate Ceremony” “The Business World’s Most Eligible Bachelor is Officially Off the Market” “Meet Mrs. Thatcher—The Stunning Bride Who Captured the Billionaire’s Heart” Sheena’s jaw clenched so hard it hurt. Captured his heart? Bullshit. This was a game. A twisted, unfair game. Without wasting another second, she pressed the call button. The phone rang once. Twice.

Seth handed her two folders, "Here are the scripts I have selected for you. Read them as soon as possible, and I will take you to the auditions in a few days." Jane took the folders and opened one of them, her expression shifting slightly. "'The Legend of Sleepy Hollow'? Didn't investors pull out, making it impossible to film?" Seth raised an eyebrow, "Some fool recently invested 500 million in it. Filming is about to begin." Jane felt something was off about his words, but she brushed it off and opened the other folder, "Anya Banerjee". This script was based on a classic solo game she had seen Jonathan play before. The graphics were subpar, but the storyline was moving.

The confirmation message appeared, and he turned back to face me. I pointed at it and looked back at him. "Movie time?" He nodded and walked over to me. "Absolutely. I've got quite the selection here. From classics to new releases, we've got options." He knelt in front of the large screen, grabbed the remote, and turned on the massive display. "Any hidden guilty pleasures tucked away here, Mr. Billionaire?" I teased, a mischievous glint in my eyes as I admired the exquisite design of his living room.

The music was blaring as pain and anger exploded In my veins and the urge to punch this old man grew stronger. He took all the bundles in his hands and stood close to me. "What do you say? Two million?" Not even in your next life, papa. Just as I was about to talk, I heard a familiar voice behind me. "Apologies, but this one is mine." His voice was so divine. He had the sexiest I could ever imagine. I raised my head only to see the almighty billionaire talking to the old me in front of me. "Look for someone else, kid. My eyes are already on this particular chick." The old man said to the billionaire, who chuckled in delight.

“I’ll just cash in these chips, collect our last paychecks, and we’ll be on our way. Have a great time managing the resort!” “Wait, Miss Bennet,” Andrei said from behind me in a low, husky voice. My body obeyed without asking my brain. I hated that I still responded to him that way. Slowly, I turned because I couldn’t help myself. He sat calmly at the table, looking up at me with heavily lidded eyes. “I wish to play one more game with you. What do you say?" Nervousness rose in my belly, but I tossed my head. “So desperate to win your money back? Are times so tough for billionaires these days? I thought you claimed your title wasn't worthless.”

she hissed. "Wait! I saw the news!" Danny scrambled inside, ignoring the skillet. "The billionaire? The shark? Lil, you’ve hit the jackpot! You can’t let him pay off Vane and just walk away. If he’s got that kind of cash, he can fix everything. My new venture, the crypto-bakery—" "Get. Out."

he repeats, eyes boring into mine. I can't help the slamming of my heart, or the smirk on my lips that matches his. “Hmmmm.” I say, not once taking my eyes off him, “Surely you can do better than that? I heard you're a billionaire.” The smirk on his lips pulls into a dazzling smile, “2 million then?” I fold my hands, “Try again.” He narrows his eyes, loving the challenge, “A billion.” The crowds' gossip rises to a crescendo.