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“Pack your shit and get the hell out of my company right this minute!” There was silence for a second before the two of them burst into loud laughter, as if I had just said the funniest thing. Slowly, a shiver of foreboding trickled down my spine as I stared at them. Still chuckling, Daniel straightened to look me right in the eyes. “Wake up, darling,” he drawled. “This all belongs to me now,” he said, throwing his arms wide to encompass the luxurious space. For the second time in less than twenty minutes, the wind was knocked out of me. “What?” I whispered. “This… this company is mine, Daniel.”

“She’ll probably spend the whole holiday in here if you let her.” I walked the aisles slowly, trailing my fingers over the books. Classics. Thrillers. A whole section of contemporary romance—Mirabel’s doing, mostly. She’d started collecting them in high school, said they were “escapist but smart.” I’d never read them. Too many happy endings. Too much hope wrapped in pretty words. I pulled one down at random. Dark cover, brooding man in a suit, and title written in gold foil: Claimed by the Billionaire. I snorted softly, then slid it back.

“I’m offering protection.” “And the price?” Ruby asked. “Marriage. An heir. The words felt unreal then. Terrifying. Kelvin Blackwood was a billionaire in title, but not in freedom. His father’s will was cruel and precise. Without a wife and child, Blackwood Holdings would pass to his younger brother. Dante. Dante Blackwood smiled easily and destroyed quietly. He wanted the company not to run it but to ruin Kelvin with it. “You’ll live under my name,” Kelvin said. “Under my protection.”

“We have money, we can pay you.” “Bitch, I don’t need your money. Not that you have any left.” Her old watery eyes narrow at me. “Who are you?” I look at Cass who’s sitting there looking defeated. “It’s Senator Bennett’s boy, dear. He’s Abigail’s lover.” “What?” she exclaims, holding her hands up.

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.

she hissed. Camila chuckled lightly and earned a glare from Joan “Oh please, it’s too funny to let it pass without laughing,” she shook her head then stopped laughing and gave a serious look “It is an inviting offer but weird, what if you were some serial killer who kills rich handsome men for a living?” Joan looked at her in disbelief and shook her head at her assumptions. “What exactly are you reading that is giving you these ideas?” “It’s a crime documentary darling, and it gives you a sense of security somehow” she shrugged.

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I was nearly 30, and while people say that its young enough to dip into more endeavors for trial and error, they didn’t realize how volatile the marriage industry was in the world of billionaires. The faster the money came, the faster it went. I couldn’t keep working myself to the bone and expect to live peacefully. This club was the one thing that could finally be the key to earning while having the time to actually relax for once. I needed this. “Hey,” I greeted him as I walked towards the balcony. “What’s up?” “I’ve been reading the news,” he sighed. “Are you all right?” “There wasn’t much I could do about Cristo and Suzan,” I sighed. “She was the one who wanted to back off.”

She reached out a comforting hand and gave me a sympathetic look, feigning a sad face. "I understand, Selina. Love can be so complicated, in fact, loving a billionaire is just too complicated for you. You are so special, my dear friend you deserve to be with someone who respects you and treats you well. So why don’t you hand me his number so I can replace you in his life," she teased, winking at me. “This is not a joke, Ama! You weren’t there, you didn’t see the look in his eyes, the possessiveness. He was so weird and rude! I complained.