The Billionaire Marni Mann 소설 & 이야기

Nádia explained to him that his fiancée decided everything simple and without luxury, and no crowding, or media. Just the fury, he says everything he thinks. "By the Mariane gods!" What kind of a joke, is this? You practitioner want to marry me, in secret and that? Have you not thought of me? My mom didn't do anything, watching you do shit like that? I am Mariane billionaire, I am important throughout the USA. Here in Florida, I'm the best catch in the state! Mariane, I never wanted to get married! However, I will and as I am an important person, I cannot simply sign a simple paper in the garden of my house.

I did want to decline his offer, but Miller spared me a glare, and I knew what that meant. We left for a high-class bar which was a few miles after the boutique. Seated and relaxing my muscles, I went through my phone to avoid us starting a conversation. "I heard you were coronated as the youngest billionaire of New York last year at the Billionaire's festive award." He let out, which for some reason caught my attention. I ran my hand in my hair before replying to his comment, "Since you are aware of that, I don't see why you chose to remind me."

MARINA'S COSMETIC COMPANY. "It must feel good to be able to shop in the same aisle as I shop, all because you got married by chance to a millionaire." Marina heard Amira's voice from behind her as she checked out some of the products that had just been sent to her company. "First off, don't insult my husband. He is a billionaire and not a millionaire, what do you mean by calling him a millionaire?" Marina looked physically offended as she twirled from staring at the cosmetics section and directed her attention to Amira.

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

After all, she was Billina Bernand and her employees were aware of it. "Ma'am please don't do this.." the man came closer to her, pleading but Patrick and Ron quickly stopped him on the way. "The decision is final. Don't you know her?" Patrick said in an impassive tone. With a wave of her hand, the man was being taken away by the security. "I don't tolerate this shit in my office. You all know this..." with this the lecture began. Billina Bernand was a billionaire beauty. Burying herself in work she was single, being an independent woman and running a big corporation.

I bellowed, raising my wine glass high. Hawk, Asher, and Delt mirrored the motion with bright smiles on their faces. “Cheers, Boss.” When I raised my eyes to the windows, they reflected my red-rimmed eyes. Ignoring it, I focused on the girl who had been pestering me for a dance. I grinded against the girl while my other hand fondled the tits of a woman who was half-drunk and fully thrilled to be near me. “Thirteenth richest man under forty,” the media said. “Youngest billionaire to legally dominate an entire metropolitan empire.”

Then she had looked at Marie closely and said, “You're not jealous, are you? Marie. I thought you were over him?” To which Marie had replied and told her not to be silly and that she was just watching out for her friend. “ The man is a billionaire, Marie. And you're fretting over thousands of dollars spent. Besides, I'm his wife and I deserve to look fab, you know.”

Marni snarled back at Edgar, who rolled his eyes at her. Marni climbed over the back of the bench, so she wouldn’t have to scoot past Heith and practically dragged Milli over the top of Edgar. Grabbing Edgar’s collar, Marni whispered something only he heard. “I am going to tell Donnie and Cedric what you did to Milli, happy short life, Eddie.” When Eddie made a derisive sound, she threw money on the counter for the bill and stormed out the door, dragging Milli with her.

I smirked and turned around to wait for her first order. “Um… can you please get the pan?” I did as I was told and we worked together till dinner was ready. When everything was packaged into the refrigerator and she was gone with her own portion I insisted she carried, I settled into my favorite armchair in my living room and turned on my phone. The headlines flooded my screen just like I had predicted: Manhattan’s most eligible billionaire found grocery shopping with an unknown woman by his side. Popular billionaire Alessio Castelli caught on the streets of Manhattan with a new female companion who looks nothing like his usual type.

That father is a man I walked away from on a sidewalk two hours ago, and the walking away felt like dignity at the time but feels like something else now. "— yeah, Fred's taking me to see this guy tomorrow," Manny is saying, scrolling his phone. "Rich guy, supposed to be connected, maybe can sort something out for the furniture line. Let me see— " He finds it and looks up. "Alex Logan, yeah, that's his name." Charles lets out a short, expressive sound. "The billionaire? The jerk? The running billionaire?" Manny laughs like this is a well-established reputation. My mouth opens, my heart skipping. What the hell?