Saved By A Dark Billionaire Novels & Stories

“If they catch us like this… my career is over before it even starts. ‘The girl who stole the billionaire.’ I’ll be a villain, Drake. They’ll never buy my clothes. They’ll never see my talent. They’ll only see a homewrecker.” The elevator dings in the hallway. The sound is like a gunshot. I look at Sabrina, seeing the sheer terror in her eyes, and I realize that my possessiveness might be the very thing that destroys her. I have to choose. Right now. Do I claim her and ruin her, or do I protect her and lose her? The doorknob turns. It’s locked, but it won’t stay that way for long. “Drake, open this door right now!” Emma’s voice screeches from the other side, followed by the blinding flash of

Morrison, who stood two feet away watching the nurse, said. Dr. Morrison was the only one who called me by my last name. Everyone else in this mansion just called me "the donor." I watched the red liquid flow through the tube into the collection bag. This blood of mine was the only thing keeping Dominic Winter alive. Across the room, Dominic sat at his office desk. He hadn't looked up once since I walked in. His fingers moved across his laptop keyboard. He was probably making another million dollars while I sat here giving him my blood.

“What?!“ Alvin was bewildered. “Why? There's nothing amusing in my car.“ “Who says so?“ Alvin couldn't believe his ears. He turned, and he saw the stubborn kick-ass green-eyed girl was out of his car. Darkie made a halt. Mr Miller gasped. And the other two guys were jaw-dropped. Nora walked up to them. “Who says I'm not amusing?“ And then she turned to Darkie. “Nice meeting you again, Darkie.“ “W-what are…” Darkie stammered. “Nora… you know him?“ asked Alvin. He was shocked to the bones at the scene he was seeing. Amanda slowly walked closer to them from the distance she'd been watching. “Of course I know him. You sent him to—” “Wait a minute! Can someone tell me what is going on here?" aske

It’s really the only reason anyone calls this number. “Quick as always, Val.” “Oh shit, Davis?” He sounded so surprised to hear me. I haven’t called him in a few years. The last time was to clean up Carter’s mess. He really did a number on a wealthy billionaire who had invited his younger sister to a party and forced her to do things she didn’t want to. That man was an inch away from death when I finally stopped Carter. Can’t kill the wealthy ones as easily as the dark criminals. “Yeah, man. It’s been a while. I need a cleanup crew to the Darnell's mansion. No one is dead, but they do need to be threatened to keep silent. Very proud men here.”

My eyes had turned a bright yellow. But after a while, everything returned to normal. As I took the bottle, the light it gave off began to dim. “Have you figured it out now?” Dark asked, turning to Benita. “She’s the baby the woman came to save,” Benita muttered, smiling. I smiled brightly at Dark and rushed over to him, excited, showing him the vial like a child who had just found the most valuable thing in the world. I was overjoyed that we could finally save everyone.

All eyes were on Emma, limp and fragile in their arms as they hurried her away. And Veronica… she lay bleeding on the floor, her fingers clawing at the tiles, her breath rattling. Her gaze found mine one last time—betrayal, heartbreak, and something colder than death shining through it. I reached for her, but I was too slow. My hesitation had cost her everything. Emma was wheeled toward the OR, surrounded, cared for. Veronica was left alone. And I stood there, the gunshot still screaming in my ears, realizing the truth I couldn’t outrun: I hadn’t just failed Veronica. I had handed her over to death myself.

He said while he winced in pain on the floor, I quickly called Victor on phone to call in other guards to come over to club house, while the club securities held the man, I turned to Elena and her friend who has been staring at me in shock, “Thank you Damian,” She said still amazed, she sounded cold and calm from the whole scenario, “Hello… I'm Claire, thank you for saving my best friend,” The lady behind her said smiling as she stretched her hands for a handshake, I shook her hands, and removed them quickly, “You got a soft hand Mr Damian,” She said laughing sheepishly, I noticed Elena looked at her in a disgusting manner, “Hope he didn't hurt you?” I said fixing my gaze on her, “No, thank

“But you are getting paid to hang on Mr. Kincaid’s arm?” I sighed. “Dad, I spent all my savings trying to get you out. But, I mean, you know I don’t have two million dollars. Then Emma told me about how some girls do this … er … sugar baby thing to get extra cash and I thought, why not? You’ve got a really expensive case going on, Dad. I couldn’t … I couldn’t just let you rot in jail.” My father grunted. “Well, as long as it’s just the sugar baby thing I guess. I can’t blame you for earning money,” he said in grudging agreement.

His grip was firm but not painful, grounding her in a way that sent a strange, conflicting sense of comfort through her. Lia’s pulse quickened as her head snapped in the direction of the voice. Standing at the back of the room, a tall figure emerged from the shadows, his posture commanding, his presence suffocating. The crowd parted as he walked forward, and Lia’s heart seemed to skip a beat as his gaze met hers. His dark eyes locked onto hers, intense and unreadable, as though he was seeing something in her that no one else could. She was being sold for ten billion. And there was nothing she could do about it.

*KAYLEE* Cassian started Laughing " This guy is a billionaire and great philanthropist. He's my role model " Cassian finally said after much laughter . "What, I knew the name rang a bell " I said breathing out of relief and sitting back on the bed . " Wow you're Soo lucky didn't you spend the night with Alex Roarke two days ago " Cassian asked Alex Rourke is another billionaire, but I knew him immediately I saw him, cause he's always on the papers , magazines and internet flaunting his money and doing things that attract attention.