Saved By A Dark Billionaire Novels & Stories

The men were currently talking about who would take her, and yet, she was standing there and getting butterflies in her stomach from a mere wink by Alexander. “I really wanted this one. But it’s fine. She is all yours!” Bobby finally raised his hands in defeat. “Yes! She is all mine”, Alexander responded and shot a flirty stare at Amelia, who quickly folded her hands to her chest. Amelia staggered until her back hit the hard surface of the wall. She wanted to believe that she did not witness what she just did. However, with every minute, it dawned on her that she was sold to the young billionaire standing before her, whom she thought was her savior.

He holds Beatrice and puts her behind him. “Is it not, huh? Will you shut up, Javier?” said Clementine. Beatrice’s step-sister. She was standing on Veronica’s side and also torturing Beatrice. Beatrice's father, David Lichter, got in an accident with Beatrice. Beatrice survived it but David did not and was in the emergency room now. Beatrice was running away from their home because she could not take the constant humiliation that she received from her stepmother and step-sister. Beatrice was the only daughter of David Lichter who owned the biggest and most successful resort in Armscombe. Lichters are one of the prominent families too. But as the years pass, their money slowly runs out becau

Now that I finally know the truth. "Cut their wings…" I trailed off and slowly opened my eyes. Everyone turned to me. "We can do that. If we'll use the people supporting them." A smile crept on Mr. Green's lips. He stared at me and slowly shook his head. "You are really a Salvador, Lucky. You're just as cunning as your father." I felt something in my heart as I slowly gave him a smile. "How do we do that?" Duncan asked. "By digging his allies' dirt," Damien answered while he's darkly staring at the dining table. His face was dark and his eyes were brooding and ruthless. When he lifted his face, he looked at his dad.

A lot of things can happen. -And would it be, with Ava?" asked his mother, surprised by the side she didn't know about her son. -Let's change the subject. -Your eyes have changed, Bj. Have you fallen in love with your assistant? -No," he answered flatly. -I don't believe you. You saved her from a sale, you kept her by your side, as far as I know, you protect her vehemently, you didn't mind spending your millions for her. -She was in that auction because of me.

said a deep yet velvety voice. Both of our heads turned to the door where two equally tall, well-built men stood. Dominic Petrosyan and Dimitri Rothschild. Two former best friends of my stubborn hot headed billionaire. The dead look on Dominic's harsh features and a sly smirk on Dimitri's lips greeted us. I gazed at those two and then at my fiance. Seriously, I could imagine the heart failures girls of their boarding school had back then when these three would walk around the campus with their unearthly looks and deadly auras.

“You’ll marry me, and in return, I’ll help you take everything back. Your company. Your reputation. Your life. Everything he’s taken from you.” Her breath caught in her throat. It was a deal too simple, too convenient. She couldn’t trust him. She knew that. But as she stared at the divorce papers in her hands, she also knew that her life had become a game of survival. “I won’t do it just for revenge,” she said, her voice steady, but something dark was starting to stir inside her. Adrian’s lips curled into a smile that was both cruel and enticing. “Who said anything about just revenge?”

My chest tightens painfully as I stare at the screen, frozen, Derek and Anastasia are walking in first, and his hand is wrapped around her waist like it belongs there, like it has always belonged there and then I hear it. “Let’s welcome Mr. and Mrs. Addams in the building, the world’s youngest billionaire!” The words hit me like a slap. Mr. and Mrs. Mrs. My heart sinks even deeper as the reality settles in, sharp “Also, as a special guest, we will be having Mr. Daniel Victor Aiden, a renowned nutritionist, in the room with us!” The crowd erupts into applause, I let out a hollow, humorless breath, of course. Of course this is happening.

"Ardyn is not a shadow. She is my light. She saved me when I didn’t think I deserved saving. Our relationship is real. It is raw. And it is built on trust, consent, and mutual healing." The backlash was vicious. But the support came too. From survivors. From doms and subs who understood the nuance. From people who knew what it meant to love messy and fierce and without apology. And through it all, Caelum never left my side. *** That night, after the press died down and Zephyra finally left town with her tail between her legs, I sat on the balcony with a glass of wine. Caelum came up behind me, arms circling my waist.

Of all the devastating, world-altering revelations of the day, that was her takeaway? "Chloe! Focus! The man I'm fake-dating was publicly cuckolded by his own brother, his life was destroyed, and his former friend is now his sworn enemy, who is apparently feeding information to the press and threatening me! This isn't a romantic comedy!" "Okay, okay, fine," she said, holding up her hands in surrender, though a mischievous glint remained in her eyes. "It's a dark romantic thriller. My point still stands. You have two billionaires in a tug-of-war over you. That's objectively hot."

“I’m certain my financial condition is obvious on my face. Can’t he just let me go?” “How do you think he became a billionaire?” Cat snorted. “By taking advantage of people’s labor. I doubt there’s any ethical billionaire that exists.” I wasn’t trying to be entitled but he could survive without ripping me off. I couldn’t even afford it yet he was willing to wait patiently for it. Should I have suggested dry cleaning? Then again, it depended on the material. I sighed. “I already promised to pay him so I can’t go back on my word.”