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And if what Avon was saying was true, maybe this is the answer to my family’s financial problems. "Well, all you have to do is—" She handed me a red card. "Let a billionaire purchase you."

Without the money, the surgery would not happen. Without the surgery, my mother might not survive. I looked down at my phone again, my mind racing through every possible solution. There were none. My phone buzzed once more. Another message from an unknown number. I opened it slowly. One sentence appeared on the screen. I can solve your problems, Ava Bennett. Below the message was an address. And a name. My breath caught when I read it. Ethan Vale. The billionaire. The most powerful man in the city. A man whose name appeared in newspapers almost every week.

With effort, Clay composed himself together, walked towards the chair in the ward and sat on it, burying his face in his arms and ruffling his hand through his hair, filled with many uncertain emotions. "Oh my God, I recognize you now." Caterina's high-octave voice pierced through the silence that soon engulfed the room, drawing a look of puzzlement on the faces of everyone in the room. She looked around and noticed the strange looks on their faces but decided there was no point not saying it anymore "You are that billionaire CEO, aren't you?" She asked, snapping her fingers, trying to jog her memory. "The one that owns the fashion company…yes, that's it. I know you, Clay Winston," she said,

She fixes her dress, taking his hand in hers as they walk into the building together. The elevator doors shut behind them and he was on her again, lips finding hers and palms landing on her ass, kneading the flesh, low grunts and moans escaped their mouths as they both kissed passionately. "Your name baby." He questions in between the kisses. "Your name." she returns, and he chuckles. "Williams Campbell" he answers, kissing down to her jaw. A small smirk plays on her lips as she moans out softly "Will" "Nobody calls me that." Williams says, tongue running over his lower lip, her fingers grip the strands of his hair as she leans in "Well, I do now, Williams." she whispers.

I understand you may have some concerns, but I assure you, my intentions are true. Sabrina snorted. "True? You mean you truly wanted a free ticket to wealth. I stepped forward, my voice sharp. "That's enough, Sabrina. Adrian is my husband, and you will treat him with respect." Sabrina rolled her eyes, but before she could retort, Adrian spoke. "I may not come from wealth, but I work hard, and I care about Victoria's happiness. That's all that should matter." Clara chuckled, shaking her head. "How noble of you. But let's be honest, a man like you will never fit into our world."

Now he just smiled coldly and watched me, as if he thought I was … “Devon, I would never betray you. I don’t know why you think I might have betrayed you, but I love you, I always will. I would never stop loving you.” I declared in a shaky voice. My eyes searched his, begging him to believe me. Devon laughed cruelly. “Karen, my little sweetheart. You have known my gentle side for too long. I have protected you, provided for you, cared for you, but now, you would know why I’m the most ruthless billionaire in the country. I’m going to enjoy breaking you, piece by piece, I would shatter your heart, destroy you, and the worst thing is –”

He pointed towards it and she went ahead to pick it up. Aria picked up the phone, her chest pounding with eagerness. Notifications started popping with each increasing her anxiety as she started viewing them. She went through the messages that Elanne had sent her because they had spoken last. She saw a links and screenshot of a certain article declaring that Robert had only picked her up from her poverty stricken life because he wanted his father's company. The unexpected article made her chest ache as she slowly raised her gaze from her phone. "What's this supposed to mean?" She asked Robert.

“I guess I have to read this one.” I stumbled across a romance novel and decided to read it, for want of something more constructive to do. When I'm all alone, the quietness of the place seems so much more expansive and daunting. But I know that Aiden will be home soon, though in the meantime this book is an exciting tale of love and adventure that is sure to keep me company until then. My first few pages were spent milling through unfamiliar words, tracing my finger along the text as.

And as soon as he left without another word, I picked up my phone and left the hotel. No looking back; no hesitation. I’d find another way to pay mom’s bills, not pretending to be a fiancée to my ex-husband’s brother. As I arrived at my apartment and lay on the bed that night, the thoughts flooded me again. The offer was quite mouth-watering, no doubt. I brought out my cell phone and searched for the owner of Blackwood Inc. It didn’t take long before information about him on X and G****e came up. Xavier Blackwood, ruthless self-made billionaire who, not surprisingly, is also a playboy- as depicted by the tabloids.

The morning was ordinary enough to taste like a promise: lists made and folded, a walk through the nursery to rearrange books we’d already read twice, a plan for the afternoon — counsel to review Rupert’s letters again, a meeting with a local contractor about the pantry roof. It was the contractor meeting I couldn’t get to because my phone buzzed at the top of the hour and something in the thread made my stomach go very, very cold. At first I thought it was another note of support, another casserole offer — the town had learned to be useful. But the screen showed a headline and an image and the way the letters arranged themselves felt like a small, tactical shove. FEATURE: Billionaire Marcus