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he said, laughing slightly as he followed me. I bit my lip when I heard what he said. Well, he has a point. He is indeed rich, and billions come into his account every month. My gosh! Until now, I couldn't believe that a billionaire like him was dating a poor single mom like me. "I hope I'm the same with you so that I can give all my time and attention to Agatha," I said to him as I went straight to the sink. "You can do that now, Kali. I'm your boyfriend now, and I'll take care of you and Agatha," he answered me.

I screamed in his face like a madwoman. "Oh, I kissed you?, my bad, actually I have a kissing syndrome, it comes once in a while, you aren't the first person I did it to, I kissed a male bartender once" he shrugged and continued as he fixed his suit and hair "so I am really sorry if you were another victim" My eyes were wide open in shock throughout his whole speech, is this man even a billionaire? He threw me a forced smile and made his way towards the door as if nothing had just happened

I feel sorry for him. He looked at me intently. "And I'm the father of your son, your ex-lover who's still in love with you but can't make a move because you're forbidding me not to, I have you in my sight but why's it that you're still hard to reach? Sulli, let's get married, a proper marriage."

"If you're talking about money, you know I am not into---" "I know." He cut me by putting his index finger on my lips. "But you have no choice, Sophia Yzabelle Kelley because you're married to me and you married one of the top billionaires in California." He winked at me and God knows how much I wanted to smack the arrogant smile playing on his lips. "So, you really owned this mansion?" "We, sweetheart, owned this mansion."

He snarled,his muscles fuming out,his eyes burning with pain. He swallowed hard before continuing, his voice coming out deep,slow and steady, "you know what?, am gonna stay away from you. You think I came here this morning for what exactly? I came to see your face,but here we are you keep on hurting me!!.. you keep on tormenting me!!!" Was this what they call love? Was that why my head kept thinking of him? Was that why the memories in his house could not out of my mind everyday? But,I, in love with a billionaire. I mean,how is that possible?!! This is really delusional.

Jess loves Kev 4eva. I found myself mentally correcting the spelling, analysing the sentiment. It was that or scream. My thoughts were a scratched record, replaying the same horrible moments. The shock of the lift doors opening. The feel of the cuffs. The violated emptiness of my ransacked flat. The deafening silence of my phone – not a buzz, not a blink from him. My mind went to dark, cynical places. So this was the full billionaire boyfriend experience. The curated sequence. First, the designer dress and the heirloom brooch – the lure. Then the chauffeured car. And finally, the pièce de résistance, the complimentary counter-terrorism unit raid. A real value package.

he cuts me off as I arch a brow, “I’m nowhere close to being a billionaire. I run Moretti Industries, which is a multi-billion-dollar conglomerate, but that’s it. My father is the billionaire, not me.” I’m not ready to concede defeat yet. “What about when he dies? You’re the CEO now, aren’t you? He’s going to give you his shares, yes?” “Shh,” he kisses me. “Less talking and more taking off your clothes.” “But—” He grabs me before I can finish, lifting me under my butt. I squeal, for a moment, but then his mouth is heavy on mine, his tongue sweeping against the roof of my mouth, and his thighs firm as I hook my legs around his waist.

"But... everyone says you're just the heir. That you just stepped into your dad's shoes." ​"That's what the gossip blogs say because it's a better story," he shrugged, looking totally unbothered. "But the bank knows the truth. I'm a self-made CEO, Lei. I don't need her permission, and I definitely don't need her money. She can 'cut me off' from the family foundation all she wants. It won't even change the brand of coffee I buy." ​I just stood there, my mouth probably hanging open. All this time, I thought he was this fragile prince who was going to lose his crown because of me. But he wasn't a prince—he was the guy who built the whole kingdom.

His eyes never left hers, filled with dark possession and profound love. That night, in their private honeymoon suite overlooking the Maldives, the ruthless billionaire made love to his wife with the perfect balance of dark passion and tender devotion. He bound her wrists with soft silk ropes, spread her open, and fucked her senseless in every hole — her dripping pussy, her tight ass, and her eager throat. He made her cum until she was hoarse and trembling, filling her with load after load of his cum. Afterward, he held her close until morning, whispering promises of the future they would build together a future of power, passion, ownership, and love.

in elegant script. Shawn’s hand trembled as he picked it up. “I’ve never done this,” he said, voice rough and raw. “Never even considered it. Marriage was always something other people did. A liability. A weakness. A chain. Until you.” He dropped to one knee in front of me. The sight of Shawn Reid — the ruthless billionaire CEO who had fought an entire system inside his own mind — on his knees, vulnerable and trembling, made my chest ache with a fierce, overwhelming love.