The Billionaire Jock's Game Of Love Romane & Geschichten

Every day I was tempted to turn on my phone, but, I was scared I would find his messages telling me the truth. I was scared he would say the truth on my face that he was in a bet and he didn't regret it. That's why I couldn't bring myself to turn the phone on. He was after all Mister CO. I googled him and the businesses he owned, he was insanely rich at his age. Being 30 years old and a billionaire was something huge. He was even richer than his father. What baffled me was to realize his businesses were all clean. I adored the part where he had an entertainment organization with respect to his sister.

His excitement was palpable. I simply nodded, even though he couldn’t see me, “Yes, of course,” I replied. With a quick farewell, I hung up, the phone slipping from my fingers as the gravity of my choice settled over me. The satisfaction I felt was almost exhilarating as I watched Alex’s jaw drop, his mouth hanging open in shock. His first love’s eyes widened, a flicker of disbelief crossing her face. They both knew exactly who Calvin Johnson was. Calvin wasn’t just any man—he was the Calvin Johnson, the well-known disabled trillionaire who commanded respect and admiration.

No, this time, the man did not actually ask but instead just slipping the ring on the appropriate finger while Lynan was distracted with food. There might have been some tearful scolding to do it properly, but he did say yes in the end. The picture was captioned, ‘Finally going to be a real housewife. MY housewife.’ Well… Looks like playing games with the billionaire turned out to be a serious lifetime commitment. The End.

He snarled,his muscles fuming out,his eyes burning with pain. He swallowed hard before continuing, his voice coming out deep,slow and steady, "you know what?, am gonna stay away from you. You think I came here this morning for what exactly? I came to see your face,but here we are you keep on hurting me!!.. you keep on tormenting me!!!" Was this what they call love? Was that why my head kept thinking of him? Was that why the memories in his house could not out of my mind everyday? But,I, in love with a billionaire. I mean,how is that possible?!! This is really delusional.

I knew he was playing the dominating, controlling master once again, preferring to give me small doses of loving, of pleasure whenever it amused him. Sick. Bastard. That was James Maxwell all right, and I loved him so dearly. Why, oh why had I fallen in love with a man such as Mr. James Maxwell, a controlling and dominating billionaire elite who ruled Las Vegas’ dark underground business world? Standing there with my back to the window, I gazed up at him, my eyes expressing a mixture of confusion, pleading, disappointment, and accusation at the same time. He chuckled. My breathing was still heavy and laborious as I waited for him to initiate his next move.

he said. “Don’t lie.” I snapped. “I know about the ghost ledger. The hidden money. Everything.” His face went pale. “Jane, let me explain...” “Explain what?” I asked angrily. “Why did you betray me? Why did you steal from the company my father built?” He hesitated. “Jane, it’s not what you think. Sable Creek is... a trust for the future. It’s legal.” But I didn’t believe him. “That’s a lie, Robert. I know you’re involved. I want the truth. Why did you do it?”

I asked, still trying so hard to keep my gaze away from him. "Come on, don't be like that." He lifted his palms and dropped them. I cleared my throat and leaned backwards, resting my back on my chair. I decided not to let him bully me. He didn't sound as friendly and as funny as he sounded yesterday. "Let's just say, love at first sight brought me here." I snorted. There was no way in this world he'd love me because we talked and laughed at each other's jokes. "Here," he said, placing his card on the table. "James Whites. CEO of White group of companies. "

"Don't bother asking. If I were you, I wouldn't wait around for Mommy to find someone else. If you want to win her back, you better line up like the others. Do everything you can to win her over. It's your fault she decided to find me a new dad." "Nobody wants to join? I'll count to ten, and if no one steps forward, we'll begin the game." The host's voice rang out again. "Fuck," Dustin cursed under his breath. Another Love Game? Was this how he and Rihanna would start again? But he had no choice. He had to try, rather than just stand by and lose her. He quickly marched up the stage. "Incredible! A dashing gentleman joins at the very last second!"

He lit the cigar and took a long drag. “What happened?” I ask “First things first, little brother. What exactly is your game here?” “What game?” “I can just see the headlines now, ‘Hottest billionaire playboy finds his match’. Imagine all the pretty little hearts you are breaking right now.” He mocked me but his eyes looked stern. I studied him for a while, both of us silent. “So?” Dante finally said. “What’s the deal with her?” “She is my ticket to a new image and a way to finally smoothing things over with the investors at the shipping company.”