Novel & Cerita Playing With A Billionaire Novel Free

“Lying. Manipulative. And now a criminal.” Alaya’s heart was pounding, but she kept her face calm. “You’re trespassing. End the video. Or I will.” Janelle only laughed again. “Oh so it’s your house now? That’s what she wants everyone to believe! That my Darius gave her everything. She’s a liar. A nobody. A thief.” “Janelle—” “You stole his company, his mansion, his legacy—everything—and you want to pretend you deserve it?!”

Vivienne Laurent woke before dawn. She always did. The penthouse was silent except for the faint hum of the city below. Glass walls revealed Paris stretching endlessly beneath her, rooftops washed in early morning blue. From the outside, the penthouse was a dream. Inside, it felt like a museum she wasn’t allowed to touch. Vivienne lay still, staring at the ceiling, replaying the previous night. Daniel. His voice—steady, familiar. The way he had looked at her like she was still the girl who’d shared secrets with him on a cracked sidewalk. Not a billionaire heiress. Not Margaux Laurent’s ornamental stepdaughter.

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

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.

My face graced the covers while the titles changed. Billionaire's wife buys her way into Hollywood. Another read. Former escort and now billionaire's wife, bribing crew for her role to cross into Hollywood big. That wasn't even true. I had worked hard for it and never offered a bribe. Then I clicked on one of the pages and read through. My blood boiled as I read the lies and then my eyes caught the comments and I wished I didn't read them. “I'm not surprised. She didn't drug the billionaire and slept with him months ago.”

•Haya Qadir is an orphan, she tries to be bold and courageous but she's very faint-hearted. Haya hates the billionaires because she thinks all they do is rub money into others faces. And they care less about others and their emotions. ~ •Maaz Naqvi, The youngest son of Mr Naqvi. Maaz Khan is a billionaire but he is different from the others. Unlike his brother Maaz always tries to make him smile because he's so busy in his work life that he forgot how to smile.

She found it so hard to say. "What?!" Charm asked as if she hadn’t heard what had been said. Her eyes grew wide as she automatically stood up from her seat. "He brought a mistress to the mansion," Mandy repeated, looking up at Charm. "Bessy, how are you sure that she's his mistress?" Charm couldn't believe it. Although it was not impossible to happen, especially for a handsome billionaire like Andrew. "Bessy, what else could be the reason for a man to take home a woman?"

The man said, handing her a today's article. The headlines read, " Popular business mogul lookalike Weds Boulderfist CEO " OMG! This was her salvation.

Maybe I'll just pay Loren back for the money he lent me for paying my fees. “We’re here,” I rolled my eyes to see where we'd come to a halt and observed a tall, pitch-black door. “Now that is a really gigantic door.” I mumbled. Is it really necessary for it to be as large as a church entrance to be attached to the billionaire's room? It's also really gloomy— but wait, I can't see any handle where we can open it. As Aunt Elsie drew nearer to the humongous door, I kept an eye on her.

I said while hiding my blushing face. "Let's have a deal then. Make him fall in love with you and you can get your billions as my heiress or fail this mission and I'll have you arranged for a wedding you'll surely regret it. This is for your own good, Aviana. And you knew me better, child. After you made him fall in love with you, it is up to you if you will keep him or not. Just give this a try. 60 days, if you fail this mission, you know what I'm going to do with you and I'm keeping my words until my grave", he proposed with an authoritative look.