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As we stepped into the luxurious stores, Evelyn leaned in and whispered, "Go wild, Soph! Julian's wallet can handle it." I laughed, feeling a sense of freedom. This was my chance to explore a side of life I had only ever dreamed about. Let's see how much "wild" Julian's wallet could handle. Our first stop was a boutique that glimmered with designer gowns and accessories. I slipped into a stunning long gown, envisioning myself wearing it to tomorrow's press conference. The fabric felt soft against my skin, and I could almost hear the flash of cameras in my mind. But before I could admire myself too long, Evelyn vetoed it, declaring, "That's not billionaire's wife material."

Serena's mother let us stay, and while my mum worked, Serena would sneak to our side of the house to play with me. At least we were close until things took an awful turn. I didn’t want to talk or even think about it. That was the beginning of a dark past in my life, and right now, I didn’t want to think about it. Worst of all, I have to pay back thirty thousand dollars. Serena is ready to make my life a living hell, and she would sit and watch me fall to my knees — but I have no plans of doing that. I could easily tell Theodore about it, he's a billionaire and could afford it, but how would I begin? How could I explain everything? Would he believe me? Especially now that he literally hates m

Vivienne was there when it all got dark, Vivi had always been there for him, she was…is his anchor, his firm foundation so when the light came back on, when his father decided to stop being mad at him for basically gambling away part of the company's shares in Las Vegas, when his spot as the heir to the Markis empire came back, Arlo knew that he needed Vivi more than life itself. He knew that he had to make her his, he knew he had to propose but he wanted to do it well. He needed the ring to be perfect, from the perfect Jeweler, the perfect style, the perfect style. He needed everything to go well. The engagement party had to be the best, it had to be everything Vivi liked because she deserv

She smiled and remembered how wide his mouth had seemed when they were young the same mouth, she had given her first kiss to. Everything about him exuded masculinity. The broadness of his shoulders, the way his muscled torso narrowed like a vee into his abdomen. His lean thighs and elegant long legs. His neck was thicker now and when he swallowed; she swallowed too. Swallowing down her desire. He screamed billionaire and she wanted nothing to do with him. Too bad, he was quite handsome, and oh, crap. He was looking right at her. Damn it. Celine knew it was a mistake to come. What voodoo magic had Kim done to get her to come to this stupid party? “I’m leaving.”, Celine said. Leaving was her o

For now, I just had to play along. She sighed and dropped a stack of documents to my table and I looked at it skeptically. “What's that?” I asked. She nodded to it. “ A proposal from Sky Inc. They wanted to host a party for their guests tomorrow, it's short notice so the pay is really quite good, if you're up for it” She raised a brow at me. I regarded it for a while then I pulled it closer to me to get a better look at it. Fuck… $10,000 for a single night work? That was fucking huge for my company.

“Shut up.” But Nadia only smirked, her confidence unwavering. “Do you know what happens to people who kidnap someone like me?” She looked at them one by one, her dark eyes glinting with challenge. “My fiancé is Theodore Thatcher. A billionaire. A man with more power than you can imagine.” The men stiffened at the mention of his name. Nadia saw it—the flicker of unease, the way one of them clenched his fists. “I can already picture it,” she continued, her tone almost teasing. “All of you? Rotting in prison. And not just any prison—you’ll never get out. Not with the kind of resources Theodore has.”

he again hesitated Tazz grew impatient, he sighed with frustration and disconnected the call He opened the news app on his mobile phone and realised what had happened. “The biggest show of the year, the famous belly dancer of the country openly tricks a billionaire , plays a damsel in distress,” “Show some Crocodile fear, shed some crocodile tears and become a billionaire’s dear.” ‘Mahira plays false costume saga and ends up in hotel room with a billionaire’ There were pictures of them when Tazz covered her on stage, but in the photo only his back was visible while Maya’s tear stained face against his chest showed clearly.

"That's awesome...so where is the bastard?" "Well he's using an alias by the name of Dwayne Collins and he went to New York...we have every airport on alert so if he tried to fly out again we'll know" Finally some good news, "that's actually why I called" "Oh" "Yeah Jade's cousin is getting married in Jamaica and she wants to go" He was quiet for a bit before he answered, "when is the wedding?" "It's a month from now but the wedding party has to be there two weeks beforehand"

" I look at my friend and then at my wristwatch. It is already past 10 pm. I look back once again, wanting to go back home. The closer we get to the biviclub, the more goosebumps I get. I wasn't only nervous but anxious. At first, I never wanted to go to the biviclub, for the billionaire's party. Mila had insisted. Now I feel so tensed the closer I get to the club building. Everything about the party is weird, the fact that all girls have to wear masks. Dress in black sleeveless short gowns. Wear silver hills. Get a ticket. Once in, you can't leave until it's 4 am. All this drew a suspicious image in my head.

His eyes pierced right into mine, instilling fear and hatred all at once. On the right side of the room, the investors’ wives sat gracefully in their designated seats, including Emily. Her fake smile and innocent face were on full display. Everyone loved her. Until she saw me. Her smile shifted into that twisted smile of a psychopath, the kind I’d only seen on TV. Emily was a real psychopath. Both of them made my skin crawl in the middle of the crowd. “Jack, sorry, I need to use the restroom.” “Jack, sorry, I need to use the restroom,” I said quickly, slipping the camera into my sling bag.