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“I notice everything about you, Sienna. The way you defended me in the boardroom. How you chose this fake marriage with me instead of running. I’m not supposed to feel this.” Andrea Voss POV The words kept coming. The whiskey had stripped away layers I usually kept bolted down. Sienna sat close, her knee brushing mine, eyes wide and soft. She wasn’t looking at the ruthless billionaire right now. She was looking at me. “I built everything so no one could touch me again,” I continued, voice rough. “After Elena, I swore never again. But you signed that contract and suddenly I’m lying awake wondering what happens after thirty days. I don’t want you to leave, Sienna. Not really.”

I shot back, "We'll see who ends up begging." I turned, my gaze landing on the VIP table. A man sat there in a tailored suit, lazily swirling a glass of red wine. Gabriel York was Lumeria's wealthiest man and the company's biggest investor. Lifting the hem of my dress, I walked toward him under everyone's watchful eyes. He looked up, studying me with clear interest. "Mr. York." I took a deep breath and said loudly, "The banquet's already paid for. Since the groom is trash, would you like to replace him? I've got 100 billion in assets, and I can promise you a lifetime of absolute devotion."

For a moment, she imagined a version of her life where this wasn’t a contract — where love wasn’t a rule she had to break. She slipped it onto her finger, the diamond catching the morning light. “Perfect,” Ethan said quietly, his eyes lingering a little too long on her hand. And for the first time, Ava thought she saw a crack in his carefully built walls — something fragile and human beneath the billionaire mask. Maybe this wasn’t just business after all. --- Move to the next Chapter 3: “The Gala and the Whispered Rumors” next? Don't stop reading Thanks.

A sudden wave of desire washed over him. Damn it! What is wrong with me? He denied the image's effect on his senses, then blinked his eyes hard and looked at the portrait again. Her hair was as dark as night, long and wavy that fell in graceful curves to her waist. She was wearing a set of diamond earrings and a crucifix necklace that settled between her firm breasts. She looked like an innocent princess from a fairy tale movie. Her mouth twisted unpleasantly. This image was a hoax. Everyone knew she wasn't innocent. Camila Cavalcanti was reckless, a spoiled brat, a socialite. She was lucky to be the sole heir of billionaire Fernando Cavalcanti, who was the biggest agribusiness exporter in B

He whispers. I bit my lip, chuckling a little. ”Yeah sorry about that, I don’t make a habit of falling into billionaires laps.” He frowned. ” I hope not.” I look up and into those eyes. Those beautiful bright eyes that were as hard as ice, but somehow I managed to melt into. He was so handsome, my heart was beating a million miles an hour. His lips pulled up a little into a smile, a genuine smile... dare I say. My heart nearly stops.

Third Book in the Billionaire Series. My Marriage is a Contract. Messed with my Arrogant Boss. The Billionaire’s Hidden Legacy "I don’t want to work for you. What if I refuse?" She asked and Lucas chuckled. "That, my dear, is not an option," Lucas replied as he dropped a pen on the file. "Sign it, or you can say goodbye to ever working,” he reminded her. Kiandra Aidan's life gets turned upside down when she gets drugged and has a one-night stand with a handsome stranger who turns out to be none other than a dangerous billionaire, Lucas Valencia and gets pregnant with his child.

I couldn't see any more, so I went back home. To be truthful I wasn't hurt, I was sad to know the friend I trusted would betray me. In a way I was relieved that I didn't had to marry her. I didn't wanted to make her my girlfriend, I wanted just her to be my fuck buddy. But after my divorce, Lockwood Ent. took all the shares back from the company. It was obvious her father would do that. My company was falling apart. It was stable because of Lexi's father. But he threatened to withdraw his shares too if I used his daughter as my fuck buddy. So I couldn't do anything but ask her to be my girlfriend. Then because of mom I had to ask her to be my fiancé. It was never my decision. I never loved h

"I’ve spent the whole week thinking about that night in the VIP room. I keep seeing the look on your face when I called you delusional. I didn't like it, Leilani." ​I poked at a piece of melon on my plate. "Most guys like you don’t care how girls like me feel." ​"I’m not most guys," he said, and for a second, that billionaire spark was back in his eyes. But then it softened. "At least, I’m trying not to be. Not with you." ​I looked at him—really looked at him. Without the fancy suit and the loud music and his jerk friends, he just looked like a man. A guy who had too much of everything but nothing that actually mattered.

I replied. She made a small "O" with her lips, though I saw the unsatisfied glint in her eyes. Was she expecting Dex to be a trillionaire? I laughed at the thought. We're both struggling—I guess that’s why we connected so fast. But the only difference is that he gets a monthly payment from his family. Well, they might not be rich, but at least they’re not poor, according to what he told me. "And he was able to give out $2000 just like that?"

CEO Billionaire Collection Book 1: One-night Stand with a Billionaire ELLIE "Shot! Shot! Shot!" The chant reverberated through the opulent casino bar, and. I watched with a mix of amusement and horror as one of the bridesmaids—whose name I'd already forgotten—climbed atop a table, shimmying to the pulsating beat. “Is she…?” I asked myself. Yep, she was twerking. Vegas. The city where subtlety came to die and was promptly buried beneath neon lights and sequined dresses.