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No affection. Just a billionaire who got what he wanted— And left her needing more.

But before I could reply, his phone started to buzz on the nightstand. He ignored it. Then it buzzed again. And again. Finally, he sighed and reached for it. I watched as his face changed — calm melting into something sharper, darker. “What is it?” I asked. He didn’t answer. He just turned the screen toward me. Headline: “Billionaire Rand Calloway’s Secret Love Affair — Artist Exposed.” Below it was a photo of us — from last night. Me in his arms, rain falling like glitter around us. The headline glowed cruelly against the white background, and beneath it, smaller lines:

The Nurse muttered on as she scanned through a plethora of files, then she paused, “Wait, isn’t she the wife of that handsome billionaire?” “Ex wife.” Diaz corrected, hoping she would hurry up before they got caught. “Yeah right.” The Nurse nodded, “I heard he cheated on her. That poor thing.” Rolling his eye now, annoyed more than ever, “Well….there’s every side of a story.” She snorted, a rude gesture, he frowned as she went through the cabinet behind her until she whipped out a file. She pointed it at him and when he tried to reach it, she took it back, “An extra two hundred.”

“Check the internet.” As she noticed a hint of panic in her friend’s voice, she quickly grabbed her laptop and opened the main news website in Bree. Her eyes widened in shock. Right on the site’s front page, the headline was written in bold letters, ‘FORMER EXECUTIVE SECRETARY OF DE CLARION EMPIRE, OWNER OF SWEET SUE CYBERSECURITY, POISONED BILLIONAIRE FREDERICK DE CLARION.’ Belle suddenly felt cold all over her body. Her hands started shaking uncontrollably. Biting her lower lip, the first thing that came to her mind was to take down the news.

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”

"Then I asked you for a dance and you obliged...” “Well, it is not every day you get asked to dance by a billionaire...” He furrowed his brows. “You didn’t know I was a billionaire” She stilled. “It wasn’t hard to figure it out" He stared at her not saying a word. “I want things to be different for us" she began. "I want back the spark in our relationship...” “You don’t wish these things to be a reality" “We can try" she cupped his face. “I do not want to lose you" she admitted.

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.

Good, so good. Donna thought she needed a break, a vacation on an island. Blake didn't take vacations. She needed to work, just push past the block and write. She didn't need the money, she was rich, filthy rich, really. Her gran's inheritance was enough to have her retire on a private island, and her five books had done extremely well. Blake loved writing, getting words on a page, taking her readers on a journey through exotic lands and monster-filled forests. That was what she loved to do. This block was an irritation she didn't need now. And Donna's idea of a vacation was bad, it would just take her away from her work and doing what she loved. Blake cocked her head as she heard her phone

he gestured to the sprawling landscape, "this is what I crave. Peace, quiet, a chance to just be." His words resonated with a truth that reverberated through me. Despite the lavish lifestyle, the social gatherings, and the constant scrutiny, Ethan yearned for normalcy, for a life beyond the gilded cage of his family's expectations. Looking into his eyes, I saw a vulnerability that had been hidden beneath the billionaire facade. A vulnerability that mirrored the feelings blooming within me. The contract might have been a lie, but the connection we shared felt increasingly real with each passing day. As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, we gravitated closer, the warmth of his body a

I stood, already dismissing the conversation. And his voice stopped me. “Four hundred billion dollars.” He leaned forward. “I’ll give you four hundred billion dollars if you find him. And if you do it in two days, I’ll transfer fifty percent of my assets to you.” “I have all the money I need Vladimir. What makes your four hundred billion so different?” Vladimir’s grin widened. “My assets, Hilton. My assets make it all different.” Liam was silent beside me, waiting. “And you have a photo of this man?” I asked, taking over yet another desperate man's company was interesting.