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She began reading it: Headline: Billionaire Tech Genius Dhruv Kapoor and Arora Industries CEO Shanaya Arora Spotted in Intimate Encounter at Lavish Housewarming Party Scandalous News Report: Tech Billionaire Dhruv Kapoor's Mysterious Disappearance at Housewarming Party with Arora Industries' CEO Shanaya Arora

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.

And when she came, he pulled her against his chest and thrust up into her, hard and brutal, until he exploded inside her with a groan. Then he stood. Carried her, still joined, to the window. Pushed her against the glass. And fucked her one last time with the city lights below them. ⸻ When he finally let her go, she slid to the floor—used, sore, ruined. He bent, kissed her forehead. “Your job’s almost over.” She blinked up at him, dazed. “You’ll miss me when I’m gone,” he said. And walked away. No apology. No affection. Just a billionaire who got what he wanted— And left her needing more.

Instead, he strode past her, barely containing his rage, and threw two newspapers onto her bed. Philippines News Highlights: Selene Arguelles, the phenomenal box office queen, has a romantic reunion with the billionaire heir of the Sandoval clan at the hotel launch!" At the Sandoval Hotel launch, Selene Arguelles was spotted cuddling up to the former flame, the Sandoval heir, Duke. They were caught mid-dance by one, with his hand curving possessively around her waist and her head resting gently against his chest. "This stunt, Selene, what the hell is it?" Duke spat the words, pinning her to the ground with his flashing eyes.

The sharp click of Louboutins echoed like war drums across the marble floor of Sterling & Vale's top-floor boardroom. Alina Sterling didn't walk, she commanded. At twenty-eight, she was the youngest self-made billionaire in the city. And she wore that title like armor. Her dark hair was twisted into a sleek knot, her eyes lined with razor precision, and her expression was cool steel. Beauty with a brain, and the board knew better than to underestimate her. Which is why their betrayal sliced through her like glass.

Hearing him acknowledge her abilities so directly left her strangely unsettled. Fortunately, the shock only lasted a few seconds. Then common sense returned. "Competent people don't marry their bosses." "They do if the offer is good enough." There it was. The billionaire. The man who had spent so much of his life surrounded by wealth that he genuinely believed every problem had a price tag attached to it. No matter how serious the situation became, his first instinct was still to solve it with money. Charlotte slowly folded her arms across her chest and fixed him with a skeptical look.

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Elena I woke to a soft knock on the door, sunlight already pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows like judgment. The bed—king-sized, cloud-like, oppressively pristine—felt more like a display prop than a place to sleep. For a second, I forgot where I was. Then I saw the envelope again. Reality rushed in like cold water. I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, and pulled the silk robe tighter around me. The floors were warm beneath my bare feet as I padded to the closet. A rack of clothes had appeared overnight—dresses in soft neutrals, tailored blouses, delicate heels. None of them were mine. Of course not. I picked a pale cream blouse and high-waisted taupe trousers, polished and mo

Breakfast was served to her while she sat frozen in place against the pillows, recalling that ghastly confrontation with Alexander during the night. A bitter laugh bubbled in her throat when she remembered her dizzy introspection during that candlelit bath. Hands up who was impressed to death by the gorgeous Italyn billionaire who had swept her to the altar! She had sat in that bath with a diamond and emerald pendant worth thousands still clasped round her neck and she had eaten handmade chocolates while nourishing romantic ideas and feelings that could only make her shudder in retrospect. Of course she was not falling in love with Alexander Bluemoon! Of course she did not admire him!

“Zoe and I spend the days together and sometimes, I sleep here without you even noticing. Like I said, pay more attention, Avery.” Avery rolled his eyes and snatched the novel from her hands so that she could look at him while talking. He achieved his aim. “Aren’t you going or the gala?” He asked calmly, inspecting the cove page of her novel and groaning when he saw the picture of two almost naked man and woman. She wasn’t supposed to be reading this. Was she supposed to be reading this? “I am not a part of your company so I have no business with your stupid gala, even mum is not going.”