Novel & Cerita The Billionaire Masquerade

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

I was still trembling, trying to catch my breath, when he stood up and slowly removed his mask. My eyes widened in shock. Victor Vale. The tech billionaire hosting the entire masquerade. He smirked down at me, dark eyes full of raw possession. “You’re mine for the rest of the night… and my best friend wants to watch.”

“I’ll be here… hoping to unmask more than just your cock next time.” He chuckled darkly, kissing her swollen lips once more. “We’ll see. The night is still young. And I have plans for that pretty mouth and ass in the private suites upstairs.” The masked billionaire offered his arm, and together they slipped back toward the ballroom. The ball continued, but for Sophia, the real masquerade had only just begun.

She could not overstep here. "No. You misunderstood me. It's just that …" Her eyes widened all of a sudden. "Eddy Morrison must be the mysterious bidder! He must've made the bid for you!" No wonder Caroline looked as calm as ever when she made the bet. She knew the bracelet was authentic and had purposely made her fall into her trap! Caroline beamed. "Regardless of who gave me the bracelet, you owe me 20 million now!" "In your dreams! I will never give it to you!" Brie's face was as red as a tomato as she walked out of the store in her awkward saunter. The way she walked made her look outrageous, especially since she was wearing such an elaborate, tight-fitting dress.

He looked at the towering glass ceiling, his silver strand of hair glowing with a sickly, artificial violet light. ​"Mommy," he whispered, sitting up. "Why are you wearing a mask?" ​"It’s not a mask, Leo," Nora said, kneeling beside him. "It's... it's a uniform." ​"It looks like a mask," Leo said, his voice sounding older, filled with the "Silver Heir" wisdom that Nora had tried to bury. "The Pretty Lady across the hall said that when people become Billionaires, they stop having faces. They just have 'Portfolios'."

© Angel Adigwe, 2022 Published by Angel Adigwe. INTRODUCTION Damien white is the CEO of white enterprises. An event which occured in the past led to him always wearing a mask over his face. But no one really knew what happened. Even when he gets asked by people about the reason for the mask he still refuses to disclose anything about it and instead choose to live like that. But there's was a particular someone though who always puts a smile on Damien's face and gives him joy each time he thinks of her.

I tried assured her. “What?” “That the woman from the masquerade… the woman who spent an entire night with me without knowing who I was… now suddenly wants nothing from me except my family’s money.” Her eyes widened. “That isn’t fair.” “Isn’t it?” “No.” She stood too. “I didn’t know you were a billionaire that night.” “I know.” “And I didn’t know you were Damian Ashford.” “I know.” “Then don’t compare me to other women.” The words stopped me.

Everything looked ordinary to him, it's not like the sophisticated charity party he do attend, or the expensive clothes most people wear to dinner parties, no one was trying to be on their best behavior, with fake smiles plastered on their faces, all dolled up with makeups of every color. Everything and everyone looks normal, too normal for a billionaire, in most cases, tens of women would have noticed him, walking seductively towards him, flirty lips and eyes, sliding their numbers in his suit, he was a man after all, he had taken handful of them who catches his eyes to bed, discarding them as usual.

I turned around and quietly whispered back, "I'm not jealous, I simply don't like sharing what's mine" He smirked. "May I get your attention please", Everyone went silent as William Easton spoke from the stage. He cleared his throat before continuing. "Welcome to the annual charity gala Ladies and Gentlemen. I hope that all of you had a successful year, and wish for the upcoming business year to be even more fruitful. Now, this year we are doing things a bit differently to make things more exciting. In approximately an hours time, we will holding an auction with valuable items that come from across the world and anyone can place a bid. I believe we even have the dress that the Princess of Sw

He finished. Realization filtered down. So he needed a fake wife so as to claim the consortium. Even at that, I wasn't interested in something like that. That was a fight between him and his family. I couldn't interfere by marrying him. I opened my mouth to say just that when he spoke. "I would give you ten million dollars upfront and pay you the rest when you sign the contract with me. I want you to enter a contract marraige of just five months with me. You could include your preference in the agreement."