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PICKING UP WHERE EVERYTHING IS LEFT OFF. SYNOPSIS OF BOOK 2 BILLIONAIRE'S STRIPPER DOLL: Tobias Ashford, the self made Billionaire, slept with Hazel Cameron, an unusual Stripper in a drunken night and now she was fixed on making him take responsibility for stealing her virginity.

" This time is a hidden private detective." " Well done."

Figueroa almost fell from his seat and was able to understand what was stated in the bank book and documents, especially the name of the account holder. Jedizon and Zandrex looked at the reaction they saw in the CEO but didn't ask. Mr. Figueroa immediately absorbed the hot chocolate as he typed John Dave's name into his desktop computer in front of his desk. Two words wanted to escape from the mouth of Mr. Figueroa regarding John Dave and this is the, "secret billionaire." Mr. Figueroa passed the files to Jedizon to finish it and the hard copies to Zandrex to photocopy for the copy for John Dave.

"Don't even call that flea a handsome. Don't you know that man has many different kinds of animals? Girl, be careful you might fall for that flea!" "Am I the one who will fall or are you the one who has already fallen?" “Never! I will risk my virginity!” I just shook my head and hurried into the bathroom and hurried to take a shower. I'm late. For sure, my boss will nag me, again! Why is it that since I became the secretary of my horny boss, I wake up in the middle of the day because of a good yet wet dream? But it's okay that I'm weak, it's worth it… Even in a dream, my boss is the man I tasted. And he tasted my charm.

The memory of that night in Hawaii—the taste of her, the sound of her laugh, the way she looked at me not with sycophantic awe, but with a fiery, defiant challenge—it’s branded into me. It has never happened before. No woman has ever lingered like this, a ghost in my boardrooms and a phantom in my penthouse. “Sir, I think you should watch this.” My secretary’s voice cut through the turmoil. His tone was carefully neutral, but I caught the underlying tension. He handed me a tablet. On the screen, a headline blazed in bold, black type, accompanied by a crystal-clear photo of Emily and me during one of our dates. “FROM ONE BILLIONAIRE TO ANOTHER: THE MYSTERIOUS MS. CARTER, THE ONLY ONE WHO CONQ

"So you have an idea?" "God, I wish, I keep thinking I do, and then I sit down and I'm blank. I feel like I want to start typing, and sometimes I even do, but it's nothing good." She shot a glance at Addie. "And if that get's out, I'll know it was you." "Hey, your secret is safe with me." Addie held up her hands in defense. "Maybe you'll let me read one of those starts before you delete it?"

Christian said carefully, “she might slip up.” Jaxon folded his arms. “We just need to be careful.” Damian nodded once. “Set it up.” Christian made a quick note. “Also,” Damian added, “look into properties my father owned.” Christian frowned. “You think there are hidden ones?” “With Richard?” Damian scoffed bitterly. “Definitely. There are probably places nobody knows about.” Places connected to Samantha. Places Richard buried secrets. “I’ll look into it.” Christian nodded. After another half hour of discussion and planning, Christian finally gathered his files.

Stripped of her power. Sitting across from her in the shadows was a man with a jagged scar running down his jawline. He was a ghost, a high level mercenary known only in the deepest, darkest corners of the corporate underworld. He didn't exist on paper, which meant he couldn't be traced. Victoria reached into her designer bag and pulled out a heavy steel briefcase. She slid it across the concrete floor. The latches popped open, revealing stacks of untraceable, non sequential hundred dollar bills. Five million dollars.

"Why can't you ever just let me keep my secrets?" "Because when it comes to Griffin, you tell me everything. He is my man, Lucy, and I deserve to know stuff." "Fine... Sebastian admitted he reported to Griffin when I asked him, but your billionaire only calls him once a month." "Only once a month?" Scarlett didn't believe it. Her man was a goddamn billionaire and quite possessive—it wouldn't surprise Scarlett if there were microphones in the oven or anywhere else inside her home. "Yes, and I have more secrets that I learned of today. I promised Sebastian not to tell you yet, but... Fuck, friendship or potential boyfriend?"

How did he able to find my deepest secret? "Confused?" He smirked, "Want me to make it more clear?" "Yes, please." "Very well, then. I'm very pleased to enlighten your confused mind and tell you the story how I find your brother..." He rose from his seat and walked towards me. Then, he stopped inches away from me before lifting my chin. "I am Grayson Martinez, a billionaire who own lot of underground businesses in this country. You are under my rules, and you have to obey me with all your might."