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“He expects you at his office within the hour.” Elena’s heart skipped. Damian Cross—the infamous billionaire whose empire stretched across finance, media, and real estate. Newspapers painted him as ruthless. Employees whispered that he was a man without warmth, without mercy. And now, he held her family’s fate in his hands. “Do I have a choice?” she asked bitterly. Adrian gave her a measured look. “He doesn’t usually give choices.”

My body sagged, knees weak. Mia rushed to my side, eyes wide. “Amara, do you even know who that was?” “Some arrogant jerk?” Her jaw dropped. “That was Damian Cruz. The billionaire.” My stomach flipped. My entire life flashed before my eyes. Billionaire? Damian Cruz? As in Cruz Holdings—the man who owned skyscrapers, shipping lines, hotels? Perfect. Just perfect. I hadn’t just ruined someone’s morning. I’d ruined a billionaire’s suit. And maybe my life along with it.

I clicked the link, which took me to one of the news sites. “Rich Author Raises Money for Families in Need,” read the article’s heading. My mouth suddenly went dry, I right myself on the bed. This wasn’t the kind of thing I could look at while lying down. I scanned the article, taking in fragments here and there. Evangeline Snow the reporter said, is a Contemporary romance writer whose novels are New York Bestselling books has started her charity work by raising money for friends facing foreclosure. That had been the year before, and since then she’d organized fundraisers for several other families and has foundations which helps orphaned kids.

“It doesn’t look like nothing, Kenna.” “That’s because you have a warped mind, Xander and think the lowest of the low about me. You always did. All I was to you was a commodity for your girlfriend, Violet.” She chuckles. I am angry now, how dare she even refer to Violet as my girlfriend. She is not and I do not intend to have one for a very long time. Sure, at some point I will need to think about remarrying, I need an heir to carry on with my business, the empire I have built with hard work, blood, sweat and yes some tears along the way. I have sacrificed so much to be able to be successful and one of the richest billionaires in the Americas and taking Europe by storm.

CEO Billionaire Collection Book 1: One-night Stand with a Billionaire ELLIE "Shot! Shot! Shot!" The chant reverberated through the opulent casino bar, and. I watched with a mix of amusement and horror as one of the bridesmaids—whose name I'd already forgotten—climbed atop a table, shimmying to the pulsating beat. “Is she…?” I asked myself. Yep, she was twerking. Vegas. The city where subtlety came to die and was promptly buried beneath neon lights and sequined dresses.

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?

“Never again.” The vows were simple. Honest. Real. And when they kissed, it wasn’t a revelation. It was a continuation. Some love stories begin loudly. Others survive everything first. _____________ Author’s Note Thank you for reading The Billionaire’s Proxy Bride. What began as an idea grew into something far bigger than I imagined, and the support and encouragement I’ve received along the way have meant more than I can properly put into words.Thank you for staying until the end. Thank you for believing in Lena, Damon, and Amara. Thank you for trusting me with your time. Until I write again. 💛

With this it's very easy to take out any book you want, anywhere without fearing falling, each of this steel construction has a railing to protect you while you are walking on it, assessing the books. "What types of books are all of these, I think all categories?" Emily nods. "What are your favorites?" "I prefer romance novels, billionaire genre for now." "Is it because your billionaire prince is charming?" She teases prompting me to blush, I have no other option but to nod. Before now I'd fantasized falling in love with a billionaire, a CEO. I always envied those characters who fell in love or got these men falling in love with them. Now I want to read this, not as a dreamer but as one whos

He headlines every other tabloid. "No I didn't tell him. We agreed not to. He found that wretched book, Odyssey something. Your initials were in the front page. He isn't dropping the subject. He wants to know who A.C is." Alexander faced away into the dark part of the abandoned building. He belongs in the shadows so much that he craves not to be seen. I have never met a bigger introvert! No one even knows he exists anymore! How is he a billionaire and a ghost at the same time? He must have a non existent social life. When he looked at me, he smiled a little. "I had a feeling this day would come. What do we do now my love?"

​We did it, I corrected. ​He didn't care about the board or the cameras or the millions of dollars currently evaporating as the merger collapsed. He pulled me into his arms, his grip so tight I could barely breathe. I buried my face in his chest, the smell of woodsmoke and rain finally replacing the scent of the hospital and the ink. ​The "Billionaire’s Debt-Bride" was a headline the world would forget by tomorrow. But as Damian held me in the middle of his crumbling empire, I knew that the story we were writing together was just beginning.