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“ Mr. Thompson, I'm thinking of investing about a million dollars in your new casino business but I'm afraid of the risk involved in it. Is it legal? I mean most casino businesses are illegal and I wouldn't want my money to go to waste. It's hard to earn a fortune these days you know, and_______” “ Mr. Gonzales” I called to the bald head man who was miles away from me trying to make him stop with his blabbering as I was getting irritated. He was a Spanish business tycoon who had quite a fortune but didn't know how to invest his money. He was just on the news a while back because of his eighteen years old, fifth wife who had squandered his money on a designer outfit that cost a thousand dolla

“She’ll probably spend the whole holiday in here if you let her.” I walked the aisles slowly, trailing my fingers over the books. Classics. Thrillers. A whole section of contemporary romance—Mirabel’s doing, mostly. She’d started collecting them in high school, said they were “escapist but smart.” I’d never read them. Too many happy endings. Too much hope wrapped in pretty words. I pulled one down at random. Dark cover, brooding man in a suit, and title written in gold foil: Claimed by the Billionaire. I snorted softly, then slid it back.

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.”

The house was still, hushed, almost gentle. I sat on the couch and scrolled. Not for anything in particular. Just… something. A distraction. The kind you search for when your chest feels tight and you don’t know if it’s grief or exhaustion pressing on your ribs. That’s when I saw it. A blog headline. “Billionaire’s Nanny: Savior or Social Climber? The Curious Case of May Hemlings.” My thumb hovered. Then I tapped. The page loaded slowly. Every second an anvil.

PENNY Wickedly smart. Insanely intelligent. Sexy and terrifying. Son of a senator. CEO of Hilton Tech and the most eligible bachelor under thirty. Christian Hilton is apparently a huge deal and now a giant wall standing between me, my inheritance, and opening my bakery. “The city’s leading man,” Jess reads off her phone beside me, then snorts. “I’ve never heard of him.” Which is the truth. He’s a stranger. An unknown and I’m expected to just marry him.

Really looked at me and pulled me closer than I was to him in a deep kiss and then said, “Let’s get you inside” My legs felt wobbly so I held onto him for balance. There’s just a hint of stubble along the sharp line of his jaw as he smirks at me and I can’t help but wonder what it looks like in the morning. “Yes please” And for the first time, I was able to take in the beauty of the mansion. It’s exactly like what I have seen in the magazines of “A DEAL OF MILLIONS OF DOLLARS HOUSES?” And I guess he is one of those Millionaires who feels there is nothing they can't buy with money. Including a virgin nineteen-year-old girl.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve never really done anything I loved, I was born to be prim and proper as the lady of the Carter household, my mom, a retired pageant queen and model, and my Dad, CEO to one of the biggest conglomerate in the world, well at least biggest after the Russo’s Empire, my dad’s biggest rival and ex best friend. You can say my father is an obsessed workaholic which worsened after the Russo’s Empire was named the number 1 money making company by millions of blogs and tabloid especially since what happened between my father and Mr. Smith Russo. Anyways they passed on their beef to their children at least the Heirs and we have been doing a really great job hating each

"By novels, you mean the one you and Shalini read about how a normal girl married to a billionaire and taught him how to love?" I nod my head, saying yes. Bash released an exasperated breath. Shalini and I are a lost cause in this area. We read a lot, by reading, I meant we read a lot of smut that may or may not involve handsome billionaires and mafia men who may or may not have kidnapped the heroines.

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.

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