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“Ten million. Cash. No police. No lawyers. No press release this time. You wire it to the account I send tomorrow. Or tomorrow night every major blog in Nigeria and the US gets the full file dump. Billionaire Alexander Voss Bought Silence From His Baby Mama. Imagine the headlines. Imagine what it does to Theo’s book sales. To Nia’s patients. To Kai’s career. To Amara’s academy.” Elena closed her eyes. “You won’t do it,” she said. “You’d destroy yourself too.” Another cough. Wet. Painful. “I’m already destroyed. I have nothing left to lose. You still have everything.” The line went dead. Elena sat on the kitchen floor, broken teacup beside her, phone hot in her hand. She didn’t cry. She didn’

A couple of days ago, Billionaire CEO to Bridger Empire, Christopher Bridger ties the knot with his bride, Ahsley Grander, in a discreet, but elite manner. Then the screen was filled with the latest couple in the country, and Rudney’s breath caught in his throat; that had to be Lily Bashwood!

Staring at the computer now I don't even know what to say, I scoff, definitely not a marriage of love if he looked at his wife that way. Also stated here that he is a billionaire who has wealth from investing in major shares of other companies after he founded his tech. Something brushes past my eyes and I click on the link, the accident of Katherine Anderson. It felt like my skin pickled at the sight of it and when I clicked the video, I'm watching as she is packed up in batches and the car was brutally destroyed. It was a miracle she survived, some comments had said. There was something about the way she survived, there was something I needed to know, which made it possible for me to be he

One of the men present was my lawyer, he has the legal papers,and I guess the other man was the bride's relative. I am Wilfred Donaldson,the said broke Billionaire who is at the verge of bankruptcy. I am getting married to save the face of my company. I don't need to be told, but I knew I always have this cold look which has kept people away from me. I looked down at my watch, the time was past 8, yet the bride wasn't here. Could she be the type to always look lavish and dolled up? As dangerous thoughts crossed my mind, the door was pushed open. There was no need for me to take a glance before I knew she had arrived.

‘Is it true you are a Countess? ‘How did you meet him?’ They were spinning her around shouting question after question with flashes going off in her face and she was genuinely frightened, ‘Get away from me’ She slapped at their hands, ‘Stop touching me’ She pushed them away from her. ‘Aww come on darling, just answer us a few questions’ ‘Yeah, come on pretty girl the whole world wants to see your face’ ‘Are you with him for his money?’ Katrina went cold, this is what she had dreaded, Caleb was a billionaire and she was a nobody, not a model or a film star like all his ‘other’ women. ‘What made her so special?’

Maybe all wasn’t lost yet. For three days, we planned the dream project. Adrian arrived and joined us. In their absence, Julietta found her father’s last will in a secret chamber of his closet. It had been lying there all along. As per the will, my wife was now a billionaire with almost the same amount of wealth as ours! Yet she was humble, kind and nervous about it. How could someone remain unaffected by so much money? “Are you happy now?” I asked her once we had completed all formalities in Tijuana.

my uncle responds gently. “That was before they lost everything, and Nathan became a disgusting poor cripple. I am not marrying a cripple. I will be a laughingstock!” “I know, Angel, but we will look unreliable in the business world if we back off the agreement now. No one will trust us. We must fulfil our end of bargain,” my uncle urges his frantic daughter. I make the connections. The former millionaire, Nathan Lord recently had a car accident that left him paralyzed. His businesses have also recently been liquidated. The media says he is now poor and homeless. He is meant to marry my cousin tomorrow, but it seems she no longer wants to wed him.

The stranger who was somehow going to make all her pain disappear. And it begins.... Raya Bridges stood in the midst of the large crowd completely frozen with a dinner tray in her hand. She was unsure of what to do or say. What was supposed to be just another day at work had gone very unexpectedly. “My dear, please consider my offer, marry my son Raphael.” Fredrick Renolds said again. “Uhm… Uhm… I… I” Raya stuttered. The whole scenario felt so surreal to her, she could not understand why Fredrick Renolds who happened to be the wealthiest man in West Hartford would want her as his daughter in-law.

Monalisa's POV I turned on the shower and let the warm water flow freely down my bare, tired body. I hope this helps! I hope this would aid to wash out the helplessness or should I say regret that I feel right now. I have been hiding in the bathroom for almost an hour. For a bride on her wedding night, that was at least thirty two minutes too long. I, Monalisa Lucas just got married to a billionaire! A billionaire! Was I supposed to be happy? Hell no! My new husband is from one of the most popular influential families in America and the heir to the Lucas empire. He is a freaking billionaire and I hate it. I hate billionaires.

Now that I thought about it, the ride back home in Ace's car had been really tense. And he thought I'd live with him? "You weren't thinking about committing...suicide, were you?" Her voice dropped to a whisper as she sat down beside me. I gave her an odd look at that. "Why would I do that?" She shrugged, partly relieved. "You were quite stressed ouy today." I shook my head at that. I was definitely stressed out. But tat didn't mean I'd take my own life just because my grandfather was in coma. And a really hot guy had asked me to live with him. Who also happened to be a billionaire.