The Billionaire's Second Chance Novels & Stories

Every breath felt heavy, and every small movement made her body tense before falling into suffocating silence as she reached her climax. Tears slipped down her cheeks without her realizing it, mixing with the cold sweat that hadn’t yet dried. She stared blankly at the ceiling, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. How ironic. So this was what it felt like to be the wife of a billionaire who had everything except love. Slowly, Sarah pushed the vibrator aside and reached for her phone. Her nightly routine was always the same: opening her second I*******m account just to check one profile—@Iam.mia.

How I wish he was here to tell me all this was some sick imagination or dream. But ghost doesn't speak. “Who is he?” I asked, my eyes still fixed outside the window. She didn't answer. I didn't expect her to. She even dressed better than I did. “I deserve to know.” A long silence, then, “Was a man with influence, power and money.” “I believe that's not all to tell about him.” She sighed this time, irritated. “He was a billionaire. Cold, private and dangerous, some say.” My breath caught. “Dangerous?”

Vance? Max smirked arrogantly, pulling me in for a deep kiss. 'I am a billionaire, sweetheart. Winning is what I do.' The grand ballroom of the Geneva Financial Center was flooded with flashing camera lights, crystal chandeliers, and the elite high-society of Europe. Billionaires, diplomats, and international heiresses walked across the red carpet, sipping vintage champagne and wearing million-dollar diamonds. Tonight was the preliminary welcome gala before tomorrow's massive shareholders vote, and all eyes were on us.

But his next words stopped me in my tracks. “I can’t give you two million dollars, but I know someone who can give you more,” he said casually. I turned back to him, intrigued despite my anger. “Who?” “Well, there’s a rich billionaire in town who happens to be looking for a wife.” “And so?” I asked, growing tired of his games and antics. “What does that have to do with me?” “Well, he’s not that okay…” Donnie said, waving his hands in a dismissive manner, “he has some bit of, actually never mind.”

A diamond ring sat beautifully inside. “Your engagement ring,” he said, extending his hand. Elara stared at it with mixed emotions. It brought back memories she wished to forget—memories of the day Vance had proposed to her. That used to be the happiest moment of her life. Never would she have imagined she’d be wearing one again… from another man. Slowly, she extended her hand. Julian carefully slipped the ring onto her finger. A few minutes later, the car drove into the mansion and came to a halt. Julian stepped out and extended his hand toward her. “Shall we?”

Thanks for reaching the end of this book, Second Chance With A Billionaire. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. Shout-out to @animallover who has been my top contributor. I love you so much, you're an angel. If you like my work, you can check out my other book: Complete: The Billionaire's Baby Mama: billionaire romance, escape after pregnancy, return after pregnancy, hate to love romance. The Alpha Contract Bride: contract marriage, marriage first, love second, enemy to love, Alpha and omega, hidden identity, mate

Putting up with the cramped conditions is the small price I have to pay to feel the familiarity of a good friend. A divorce is never easy when you’re divorcing a billionaire. Things tend to take longer than a normal couple’s divorce. It all made my head spin when we were going through the process. Managing my single life, staying knowledgeable in my small company’s finances and trying to be a good friend to Talon was enough to make anyone’s head ache.

Conclusions will be drawn sooner or later. Alarabella politely smiled, 'Is that so? I believe your haste exposes your anxiety. Indeed - someone reliant solely on their father's wealth naturally warrants caution. If Mr. Northridge discovers a more promising prospect, you might find yourself discarded soon. I must take pride in merely being a stepping stone for you.' Chloe's smile vanished instantly. Suddenly, Chloe raised her hand and harshly slapped Alarabella across the cheek. Alarabella, completely unprepared, was engulfed by the sudden burst of pain and flickering lights, feeling dizzy.

Ethan Knight After talking with Care I drove to Starbucks. But I knew one thing this wasn't gonna be easy. I was surprised to know that Care even accepted to meet me. I know I screwed up a big time but can you judge someone from their one mistake? Even the criminals are given one more chance shouldn't I get too? I really really really hope Care says Yes and let me meet our children. I saw Care entering the place and blowing some air out of her mouth like she used to when she didn't wanted to do something but had too.

The arrogance in his voice made me want to punch a few teeth out of his jaw, but I minded the police standing outside the cell. “Why would I fucking gloat?” I asked, glancing at the handcuffs. “Do you perhaps think I’m like you?” “You may not be Joshua Wilson screwed, but you are. In your own way. You’ll fucking destroy her.” “What makes you so sure of that?” He laughed, the sound hitting the wrong nerves. “You’re the billionaire with a reputation, one I wanted to save Joy from. There are women all around the world splaying their legs for you and you’re suddenly into an emotionally damaged chick who could easily be moulded?”