Possessive Love By Powerful Billionaire Ceo Full Novels & Stories

"Why can't you love me just like you love Malia? I have a pretty face just like her's, I can satisfy you in bed, I can also be the perfect girlfriend and wife for you and also I can become the mother of your children. Maybe the only thing I don't have is wealth, I'm not as wealthy as the billionaire heiress but my love is enough for us to conquer the world together" "Yeah you were right when you made that statement. You aren't wealthy like the billionaire heiress but I know you don't love me, you just love my money and you want to trap me in your love so you could get your hands on all my properties and become the owner you greedy woman. Just so you know you can't have your cake and eat it"

A super rich businessman and a super secretary/wife. We are the POWER COUPLE.

in front of their boss. "DON'T LISTEN TO THESE VIRGIN GRANTS!" snapped the Chief Thug angrily. "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO GO TO PRISON BECAUSE OF KIDNAPING A CONGLOMERATE'S WIFE, HAH?! DON'T BE TRYED JUST BECAUSE OF THE ATTRACTION OF BILLIONS OF RUPIAH! GRATEFUL IF IT WORKS! BUT IF NOT, HOW, HUH?! DO YOU WANT A WIFE AND YOUR CHILDREN ARE ALIVE BECAUSE YOU HAVE TO CLOSE IN PRISON, HUH?!" shouted the Chief Thug angrily.

Another tear escaped her eye. “Cathy, speak. You’re doing it again!” “Doing what?” Catherine asked. “Staring into space!” “I’m trying to arrange my thoughts, wait,” she whined. What she was doing was looking for a way to tell of her heartbeat without mentioning the most popular billionaire in all of New York as her love interest. Her NDA forbade her from telling anyone about work so she assumed an undefined relationship with her boss was not to be told too. “…and that’s how he broke my heart, what should I do?”

Oh, for the love of God. I sink into my seat, trying to hide my face because it could fall off from embarrassment, and Danna frowns. "I invited that handsome, billionaire man for coffee, who also paid for my taxi home and defended me from my abusive boss..." And he touched my chin with delicate hands. Oh, what am I thinking? And I sink further into my seat, and my lower lip trembles. A miserable coffee, and now he turns out to be my teacher and a billionaire CEO.

She could give up now. "At that time, even though I held the position of Anderson Corporation’s CEO, there are too many people eyeing me covetously. With that 15% of the shares, I would be able to secure my victory ticket. Actually, I can also play a roundabout love game with you, but I don't have that time, it would be more effective if I just directly go there, wouldn't it?" His tone was teasing, with an indescribable charm, and when Avery heard these words, her voice was ear-piercing.

I live in one of the most expensive penthouses in the USA; I have my own company, a closet full of clothes, expensive jewellery and gems and most importantly, I'm married to Nathan Pearce, the richest young man in his 30s in the whole world. But I lack what every other girl my age has: the love of my husband. It can be said that Nathan spoils me with material things in replace of the love he can never give me. But this Nathan sitting beside me in this car is different. Ever since he picked me up from Phoebe's place, he has been able to constantly take my breath away. Even in our first year of marriage, I have never felt this giddy. I looked outside the window as the car pulled through the bu

"Though I believe I should demonstrate my appreciation for your long-term planning more... thoroughly." I smiled down at him, letting my own predatory nature show. "The mighty Nathan Chen," I teased, though my voice was rough with renewed desire as his touch became more deliberate. "So easily distracted from business by his fiancée's strategic mind." His response was to demonstrate exactly why he was considered Manhattan's most dangerously seductive billionaire, his hands and mouth wreaking exquisite havoc on my senses. And I surrendered myself completely to his possession, knowing that together we would build something far more powerful than mere corporate dominance.

The name engraved there was mine. Clean. Simple. Permanent. I swallowed. “This is too much.” “No.” “It is excessive.” “It is proportional.” “To what.” “To what you did to me.” I frowned. “I did nothing.” “You disrupted me.” “That again.” “You made me reconsider how I measure success.” “That is not worth a building.” “It is worth more.” I exhaled slowly. “You are soft,” I said finally. A slow smile curved his mouth. “Only with you.” I leaned closer. “This is what happens when powerful men fall in love, they become philanthropists.”

"Century gold-digger. Give him an Oscar." "How much are you willing to wager that he's signed a pre-nup? Oh wait, there ain't no 'nup'!" "He's not in love with him, he's in love with the AmEx Black Card. Wake up, people." "#TheBillionairesLover is about to pass out. Guess the price of authenticity is pretty steep, huh?"