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" I asked, feeling pissed off. "Besides, he doesn't even love that lady. They were forced to get married for f**k sake!" "Are you kidding me?" She scoffed. "Did you just say Ryan doesn't love, Bethel? Please Karen, don't act like you don't know what's going on. He bought an expensive Bugatti for her for valentine. You also told us about the expensive necklace he bought for at the mall. And just yesterday, she was staying alone with him at his mansion. So, are you still tryna say Ryan doesn't love her?

Long seconds later, the doors rolled open to reveal the penthouse—a vast expanse of black granite, faintly lit and lavishly furnished. The walls, which could have been covered in crisp bills, screamed of an opulence as loud as the owner’s net worth. The walls were adorned with art that cost more than the apartment that Elizabeth currently shared with her brother. To a mortal, this place seemed as inaccessible in price as the man himself was claimed to be in character.

Happy, she stepped back outside with her purchases and walked around the shops again. Nicholas sent her a text to say he’d love to do dinner and whenever she was available, he’d make sure he was as well. She smiled. He seemed nearly perfect. He was charming and handsome, the money side of him was also slightly attractive. She tried to pretend it wasn’t, but the thought of never having to worry about paying a bill, or shopping whenever she felt like it, how could that not be tempting? There wasn’t anything fake about him, unlike her last boyfriend, Stephen, and he seemed to want a real relationship with her, unlike Carl. However, she couldn’t seem to rouse more than a slightly pleasant feelin

I found a fake YSL for only 150 when we passed by earlier. "Great Adahlia, your brunette beauty is really different! There are a lot of boys looking at you. Look over there in front of us, there are people looking at you who look rich and handsome. Wave back!" Mercedes said and waved to the other table. "Yes, chill first. Don't stress about your stupid ex," Louise said and waved at her. I turned to that table and that's when my jaw dropped. I think these are gods, not humans! Jaw-dropping beauty! But I don't like handsome people anymore, they are always cheaters. Handsome, ugly, every man cheats nowadays!

Julie turned to me before nodding slowly. “You’re really lucky to have him, Vena. I hope for the two of you to last for so long!” she said to me so I just smiled slightly again. I also said goodbye to them saying that I would be returning to the hotel. I was even able to search again for the name of Greta, in another staff account close to us. I tried to look at her live. It's really River and the girl she was with is really pretty. I know her. Kylie Denise. The caliber of River's likes is also really different. He can really get anyone to marry him. Much more beautiful than me.

In front of the people’s eyes, he was still my stepbrother. But none of it wouldn’t matter because he would protect me. We would love each other for whatever it takes… ***END*** UP NEXT - >>> Mr. Beautiful (Bad Boy Billionaires #2) Note: It can be read as a standalone. -BLURB- Audrey was sixteen when we were supposed to run away and leave everything behind—her family, who she resented, and the luxurious lifestyle she had always known since she was born. But before I could claim her body, I decided to bring her back, and that was when death came after me. Nonetheless, I survived and reclaimed myself. I became a man above anyone else. I became a billionaire. After eight years, I saw Audrey aga

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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

Everything about this place screamed familiar. I’d forgotten, somehow, that he was a millionaire — but the house didn’t let me. Every corner whispered wealth — the polished marble floors gleaming under soft gold light, the faint hum of a distant piano somewhere upstairs. I was led to what seemed to be his study. The maid opened the door for me and left. He was sitting lazily in his chair with a bored expression on his face. He wasn’t wearing the sharp suits I’d grown used to seeing him in — just a dark sweater and rolled-up sleeves. The sight was disarming in its simplicity.