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I finally managed to say, my voice like a strained whisper. Liam didn't even crack a smile. "No, I’m not. I'm proposing a mutually beneficial arrangement, Raven. You get your revenge, and we get something in return." My brows furrowed. "What do you mean, 'something in return'?" He took a step forward, his presence filling the space between us. "My company, Knight Corp, is one of the biggest real estate companies in the country. Your company, Brandon's Corp, is also the biggest. Individually, we're powerful. Together, we'd be unstoppable. We want to merge the two entities."

He chuckles, a rumbling sound that has my inner muscles contracting and my pulse spiking. He more seriously contends, “You’re amazingly beautiful, Nikki.” “No more beautiful than any other woman you’ve been with,” I simply state. He is, after all, a billionaire. Intelligent. Refined. And—not that I need to fixate on this once more, but I can’t help myself… He’s magnificent from head to toe. Granted, I realize that none of this encompasses the full extent of my attraction to him. Jameson Richards is the type of person who seeps into your soul, whether you’ve welcomed them there or not. He’s inherently honed to take over, to consume you.

" I asked incredulously. "Yes, that Jean Russell. His father, Christian Russell, owns a chain of high-end schools and real estate. Marcus himself is a self-made billionaire, as he owns Ria Games," she explained, leaving me gaping in disbelief. "Ria Games? That's the most popular game of the century," I said in surprise. "Well, it turns out he's not some mysterious man after all. He's a rich young playboy who's also breathtakingly handsome. I wonder what made him step up to save you," she mused.

And with a sudden hot expression, I took over. “This time, I’m gonna make sure that I will make us pregnant,” I groaned, biting the side of her ear and making my way inside her. She moaned with a smile and met each stroke. “You are my dream, Drew. Remember that.” She moans in sweet agony, arching for more towards me. “Beauty... darling.” As where our body joins is beautiful. Everything was excellent until I felt her coming. I thrust one more deeper inside her, making sure that a life will be made tonight. . . I love her. She’s my Beauty, and I’m her billionaire. . C.M. LOUDEN

“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. 💛

Will he ever regret for what he did to Luna. What will happen between Melissa and Gabriel? Will she forgive him or move on. Indeed there are many questions. But your lovely author is ready to answer them. Oh no. Not with words but with my new story. Like I already once told you guys I have other plans for Hunter and that was my plan. A New Dark Romance Story of Hunter Knight. Monstrous Love. Monstrous Love is not a sequel of Billionaire's Madness but it's only a story of Hunter knight's life.

Just picked up a pillow and blanket and tossed them onto the oversized chaise by the window. The next morning, Paris greeted them with sun and scandal. Cassian handed her a croissant and his phone. On the screen: photos of them at the gala, lips barely touching, hands too familiar. Headlines followed: Cassian Wolfe’s Mystery Fiancée Unmasked. Eden Blake: From Deliveries to Diamonds. Sleeping with the CEO? Or Just Playing the Part? Eden stared at the screen. “They’re calling me a gold digger.” “They call everyone that,” Cassian said flatly. “Ignore them.”

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.

“It’s terrifying. And hot. Mostly terrifying. But still… girl.” I flop onto the bed. “What do I do?” “Depends,” she says, climbing onto the bed beside me. “Do you want to survive this semester without getting blacklisted from every billionaire-owned estate in town—or do you want to play with fire and possibly burn your life down in the most delicious way?” I groan. “I hate your metaphors.” She nudges me. “Zara, look. He’s obsessed. He doesn’t text maids. He doesn’t look at maids. But you? He’s texting you during class like some pissed-off ex.”

he began, “my father was introducing me to a line of women—engineers, lawyers, heiresses. All of them ‘perfect matches’ for me. I got fed up, and I told him I was already seeing someone.” Sienna blinked. “Okay… and?” He cleared his throat. “They kept pushing. Wanted to know who she was. And… I said it was you.” She didn’t speak. Didn’t move. Her mouth opened slightly, but nothing came out. “I told them we’ve been together for a few months,” he continued carefully. “That you were private, grounded, not from our world. Which, ironically, made them more excited to meet you.” Sienna blinked twice. “You told your billionaire parents that you’re dating me—your secretary—because you got bored of ta