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Sincerely, My throat tightened. I had spent so long believing that rich men only saw money as power, that they helped people only when they wanted something in return. But Sean… he wasn’t demanding anything. He hadn’t even brought it up until I asked. "I was really touched by Sean's kindness. My past experience with my ex-boyfriend made me wary of rich people. I thought they were all arrogant and insincere. But Sean changed my thoughts. He showed me that not all wealthy people are selfish and fake. His genuine care and concern for me made me feel seen and appreciated.”

Now he just smiled coldly and watched me, as if he thought I was … “Devon, I would never betray you. I don’t know why you think I might have betrayed you, but I love you, I always will. I would never stop loving you.” I declared in a shaky voice. My eyes searched his, begging him to believe me. Devon laughed cruelly. “Karen, my little sweetheart. You have known my gentle side for too long. I have protected you, provided for you, cared for you, but now, you would know why I’m the most ruthless billionaire in the country. I’m going to enjoy breaking you, piece by piece, I would shatter your heart, destroy you, and the worst thing is –”

I sense I'm being overwhelmed, like I'm unable to breathe due to the burden of Alex's deceit. I simply desire for it to cease. I desire for the pain to cease. I desire for the fear to come to an end. I want to have my freedom. Vanessa experienced a cold sensation down her back while reading the final entry. What she was reading was too unbelievable for her to comprehend. Alex, the man who was once pleasant and affable, turned out to be a dreadful creature. Anger and hatred surged within her towards him, prompting her to take action to halt his behavior.

They had landed at the airport that morning and had gone from one meeting after the next and now had only just arrived at the hotel they were staying at and all she wanted was a hot shower and a good night's sleep for tomorrow's busy schedule. Sadly,Mr Gabriel wasn't done working, and that meant no sleep for Reid until he said so. “Yes, Mr. Gabriel”, She said keeping her voice emotionless. He acknowledged her response with a nod and began looking through the contents of a stock market pamphlet with intense focus. When Reid learned that she would be sharing the penthouse suite of one of the most exclusive hotels in Dubai with her boss, she had a moment of panic, until she'd seen the suite. It

The man was a billionaire and could pay for anything he wanted as long as he could get it. I moved close to the books and tried reading some of their titles. They were mostly novels, and a little gasp fled my lips when I saw my favorite dark romance series, sitting on the shelf. The Ryan Rule by Sadie Kincaid. I loved the four books of that series so much, and although I’ve read them all, I wouldn’t mind re-reading them again. I didn’t have the money to purchase the books so I borrowed from a schoolmate. But now they were here.

“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.”

They lay together in bed, desire burning, emotions overflowing, wrapped in each other, lost in a world of heat, grief, and forbidden love. He reached for her neck and felt the warmth of her skin. Zara looked into his eyes and saw the fire aflame, their chemistry burning with hunger. He quenched his thirst with her tongue that tasted of raspberries. Zara sighed, hitched of breath. She felt once again, surrendered to the billionaire. He was innocent, his tear lined voice in her ears. “Don’t ever leave me again, you stupid girl,” he whispered softly, voice thick with longing. “Don’t ever leave me, Zara.”

I gripped her chin firmly, "—you'll learn to own who you are. To be the queen they fear." I stood up and circled her like a predator. "Look at me," I commanded. She obeyed. "I'm going to possess every inch of you,"I said darkly. "Not just your body, but your mind. Your heart. Your soul." Her eyes widened, part horror, part longing. "You'll hate me for it," I warned. "But you'll never be free without me." She shook her head. "No one owns me, Zayan." I smiled—a slow, dangerous curve of my lips. "That's where you're wrong, no one owns you behind our walls in front of the world but in our room in our place i owns you.."

"You don't still seem to understand this, I own you Bella. Why do you think I decided to help when you came crawling to me?" Her eyes widened in surprise. "Oh, is that it? Then I want to tell you Lawson, it isn't gonna work between us, I'm in love with Raghav, we are in love with each other, take it or leave it," she made to take the stairs. "You lie Bella, I own you, and not anyone else, you should better take it, don't leave it." She hissed. "Please, I'm so tired right now and obviously not prepared for this, I beg to leave," she began walking up the stairs as Lawson watched her in anger.