Playing With The Billionaire Novel Novels & Stories

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And if what Avon was saying was true, maybe this is the answer to my family’s financial problems. "Well, all you have to do is—" She handed me a red card. "Let a billionaire purchase you."

"Oh Lucille. If only you knew how much I really want to make love to you. But you're right. We can't until we're both okay." I hugged him tight. I remembered Nathan's love for me over our six years together. He was as understanding and as caring as Boo. My tears started to fall and I sniffed. Boo let me go. He lifted my chin and said "Well if you're gonna cry about it, maybe you really do want to have sex with me that bad afterall. And if that's the case, you should just kiss me now, Lu." Boo smiled, making himself more irresistible. I hated the fact that I was crying about Nathan again. Here I was with a caring, handsome billionaire who wanted me and professed his love for me and I was cryi

“Goddamn! This machine is cheating us! “ I couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. We we’re both so hopeful and yet was disappointed. Told ‘ya that machine was possessed. It’s tricky, tsk, tsk, tsk. “Let me play,” I said. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete and ongoing novel. (Hmmm... While waiting for an update.) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL ALPHA KING CHECKMATE NINE MONTHS Would like to hear your lovely review. Looking forward to your motivational review. Love yah all readers!

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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.

"Easy for you to say. What do you elusive billionaires do anyway? I am curious now. What exactly do you guys do other than attending meetings?" Bash raised his eyebrow in a questioning look. "Elusive billionaires?" I nod my head. "There's no clear explanation about your work in those novels I read. Let's hear out. What do you do?" "By novels, you mean the one you and Shalini read about how a normal girl married to a billionaire and taught him how to love?"

Book 4 is another standalone novel that also introduces new plot and characters while still maintaining the Billionaire's secret baby series. ——————- I had a one-night stand with my billionaire boss and surprise! I’m pregnant. And he cannot know. Travis Caldwell. The chiseled Greek god in a suit. It all started when I sold my company to him, which made him my new boss. We were instant enemies. His plans for my business make me want to scream. But before I know it he’s making me scream in the bedroom.

she said simply. I stared at her, waiting for the punchline. When it didn’t come, I laughed, a short, bitter sound. "Is this some kind of joke?" "Not at all," she said in all seriousness. "The man in question is a billionaire. He needs a wife, and we need someone desperate enough to take the deal. And Y-O-U, my dear, fits the bill perfectly." The words stung, but I couldn’t deny the truth in them. I was desperate. Homeless. Heartbroken. Seeking revenge.

The Thorne penthouse wasn't a home; it was a testament to untouchable wealth. Blake, the driver, escorted me through a private elevator that bypassed every floor of the skyscraper, opening directly into an apartment that felt less like a living space and more like a museum. It was stark white marble, cold steel, and silent, floor-to-ceiling windows that looked down on the entire city. My small, cluttered apartment—filled with Lucas’s toys and the scent of Mia’s cooking—felt like it belonged to another universe entirely.