Romans & histoires The Billionaire Jock's Game Of Love

“Good, let's show them what they want to see.” As evening rolled in, Emily stared at the mirror while she adjusted her purple dress. She was told it matched what James was wearing. It had become a routine for them now, attending different charities and fundraisers. It would've bored Emily, but she found them surprisingly interesting. She got to watch old rich people drunk out of their mind. She readjusted the matching diamond earrings before descending downstairs. She met James with an equally matching suit. He looked like the very man he was, a billionaire. She caught a look of something in his eyes as he stared at her.

If I told Shena, she might cry with envy. Except for Oliver and Alex, I scrutinized the other guy. He was handsome, with tan skin and grayish hair, but he was still in a suit, as if he'd just come from work. "Do you not know that guy?" Chelsie must have noticed my confusion because she whispered to me. I shook my head and looked at her. "He's a man who inherited his ancestors' wealth. I heard his father's company went bankrupt, but a month later, he revived it. He's also a successful billionaire with branches in the Philippines and companies in other countries."

He applied for a job in three big hospitals but he was rejected for being unfitting for the job. Within five minutes, the specific drugs were kept in front of Anita. She took out the money and gave it to him. "95$?? Really??" "That's all I got" "Nita!! These drugs cost... A hundred and fifty dollars! Where do I get the remaining amount from??" "Please, I really need them." "Why do you need them? you look fine to me tho.. these drugs are for someone in serious shit!" "Can you stop asking?? I'm already getting pissed at myself for spending this much."

Everything was being built by Joe. He was erasing me, erasing us, and filling in the blanks with pieces of himself. She leaned forward, her voice trembling now not with grief, but with the passion of her discovery. "I wasn't losing my husband to a job. I was losing him to a man. I was playing against a billionaire for the love of my husband, and I didn't even know the rules of the game.". All our confidences, all our personal jokes, all our cherished whispers ever spoken between us—I sensed him bartering them to Joe.

He won’t dare look him in the eye. “Tell everyone to stay close. I’ll be meeting with Moscow.” Jacky simply nods. And walked away, talking on his earphones. “I was looking all over for you, you need to take your injections…” a nurse queries him, pulling him back into the room. He came out from. He was a self-made billionaire. Running his automobile company being the CEO of Gemma. His eyes went to her again, and she caught him staring at her. Her eyes were all red and swollen.

She knew, in fact, everyone knows, that it's the truth. She formerly worked as a stripper in the most popular clubhouse in the city, before she became a receptionist at the billionaire's company. Needless to say, she was desperately satisfying countless men in return for their money. The pay was nice, no doubt. She only had to quit because the pay she received as a billionaire's receptionist was nicer and perhaps she had more bills to pay. I wanted to tell her how much Mr Bernard loves me, but she seemed not interested in whatever I had to say.

“Men are cheap. Instead of their own, they splurge on other women. Director, don’t you know that you can’t buy love with money?” “How much does your love cost?” he snapped back, “Is it worth 200 million?” She was truly an interesting woman to him. She threw pieces of the torn check to his face. “True love is priceless,” she answered. Pausing for a bit, she pointed a finger resolutely to his chest. “If you really want it… then use this to exchange for it!” He was stunned for a moment. She took this chance to push him away, open the car door, and jump off the speeding extended Bentley!

“Save your apologies for yourself! I’ll never believe a word that comes out of that mouth of yours!” As I tried to walk away for the second time, Zane stopped me again by gripping my hand. I turned my head to face him, my nose flaring in rage. “I’ll make it up to you, Em.” I hated the way he sounded cool despite the intensity of this moment. I wasn’t surprised, though. He wasn’t a victim in any this. “Whatever you want, I’ll do it. I just want to make it up to you.” I continued to glare at him, rage almost suffocating me. It disgusted me that he thought he could always correct his mistakes with money. I wish I could take away his billionaire title and watch what he would become without all t

Draco shrugged, he could tell that she was just trying to provoke him, he was used to many ladies fawning over him, it was the first time a lady would actually be reluctant to have a date with him and for a strange reason, he found it quite refreshing for a change. Erada didn't say a word and she summoned the waiter, the shock on the waiter's face was clearly visible, who didn't know these two figures in Green city, one was the most powerful billionaire while the other was the weak and useless eldest miss, no one would expect that these two people would currently be having a date together. The two waiters felt the oppression from Draco's gaze and they quietly took to thier orders, it didn't

"Then I asked you for a dance and you obliged...” “Well, it is not every day you get asked to dance by a billionaire...” He furrowed his brows. “You didn’t know I was a billionaire” She stilled. “It wasn’t hard to figure it out" He stared at her not saying a word. “I want things to be different for us" she began. "I want back the spark in our relationship...” “You don’t wish these things to be a reality" “We can try" she cupped his face. “I do not want to lose you" she admitted.