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My black hair spilled over my shoulders in dark waves, the blue and blonde streaks standing out against the red. I tilted my head. "Not bad." Bettany snorted from somewhere behind me. "Not bad? Kammie, you look like the reason a billionaire would forget his own name." I laugh while twirling in front of the mirror"Good thing there aren't any billionaires attending a book signing." Bettany gave me a look. "You write romance novels for a living. Half your readers are rich women and the other half are rich men pretending they're there for the plot." Her grin widened. "Just thinking some poor guy is about to have a very difficult day."

He said in a low voice. “Is that so?” MJ raised an eyebrow at him and crossed her arms. “Listen to me, David Botha. My name is MJ Billings; the richest woman in the world. Those who know me say I’m greater than presidents, and mightier than kings.” Her voice sent shivers up his spine, but David refused to show her that she affected him. “I can get anything I want with just a snap of a finger, and destroy everything by just a wave of the hand.” Her face was hard and there was no trace of an emotion on it. “Men wish they had me, and women wish they were me.”

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.

Roswell said, as if excited to know where Phil and Eunice will get married. I saw Eunice shake her head quickly, as if she were suddenly embarrassed by what Roswell said. "No, but thank you, Roswell. I'm sure we can't afford that," she answered, then laughed a little. I nodded because I was also sure that what he was referring to was very expensive. We know that Roswell is a billionaire, so I also know that the people he knows are also rich like him. Roswell laughed before speaking again. "No, I mean. You don't need to spend money because I'll take care of it. Let's just say that Kali and I have given it to you," Roswell said one after the other, causing me to be surprised.

"I... I don't know what to do anymore. I thought I had everything under control, but now... everything's falling apart." Mrs. Harris listened attentively, her heart aching for the man before her, so vulnerable in that moment of raw honesty. She guided him inside, closing the door behind them, and they settled into the chairs as Nathaniel began to share the turmoil that had been consuming him. The night wore on, but Nathaniel continued to pour out his fears, regrets, and uncertainties, Mrs. Harris provided a listening ear, a comforting presence, and the warmth of a mother's embrace. In that unexpected, late-night encounter, a bond between a cook and a billionaire was forged, one that transcen

Katherine wiped away the tears that rolled down her cheeks with the back of her palm. I swore to forget about you even though I knew you would be somewhere in the world, enjoying your life. I finally had the courage to search for you on the internet one day and lo and behold, you did not disappoint me. You were one of the most successful men in the states, you were married to the daughter of a billionaire and you had a kid. You had it all and I assumed you were literally living your best life.”

I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.

Mitchell asked " Why is it that people always think that billionaires don't have girlfriends or wives? " Diana asked " Uuhm haven't you read every other book that has a billionaire? Most of them don't want to get attached to someone or they just have a cold heart " Mitchell answered " And what if this rich billionaire has a cold heart? " Diana asked " Well every cold heart just needs some warmth and eventually it'll melt" Mitchell asked " You sound so sure. Maybe his heart is just too cold to melt" Diana said as she tried to discourage her best friend a little bit

He remembers the sweet taste of her lips, it's velvety smoothness against his. Shit! She is still hot, still the same irresistible beauty she was then. But is her beauty worth ignoring her deceit and betrayal? Is it? Is he supposed to ignore the red flags and give in to his heart's desire? He is a fucking billionaire for heaven's sake! He can get any woman at a snap of his fingers and God knows there are many fine, sexy women out there who would throw themselves into his arms at a slight opportunity. Why then is he fixated on the sly, deceitful Louisa?

"Mr. Clark! You need to see this immediately!" Damian snatched the tablet from her hands, His pupils already constricted as he scanned through the headlines. He looked up, meeting Victoria's questioning gaze. "It seems," he said, "that fate has played right into our hands. The king has collapsed, and the royal family has run into bankruptcy."