The Billionaire's Twins Play Matchmaker Novels & Stories

It was strange to see her twin with a woman when they both steered clear of relationships like a plague. “Yes. I went there to see him busy lip-locking with a random old woman!” Andrea’s jaws dropped with horror and her attention immediately switched over to her twin. “What? Seriously? It seems he hasn’t learned his lesson.” “This won’t do, Andrea! Drill that into his head when he returns. He wants an heir. I’ll give him that. Who needs to get married to produce an heir?” Andrea gaped at him with disbelief and then at Danielle. Danielle stood there with her eyes cast downwards, feeling embarrassed to be there in a billionaire’s house. What would he introduce her as? A betrayer or his surroga

I screamed through my tears. “Of course you do. You’re involved in all of this. Your late husband must have left behind a fortune. Plus, your ex-husband had even more wealth. So, the money you’ll give me is nothing. It’s better to lose some money than to lose someone you love. Am I right?” David replied, laughing loudly. “Give them back now. I’ll hand over the money,” I said. For me, the most important thing is the twins. I can’t live without them.

“So…This really belongs to you?” Ethan nodded. “Yes.” She looked at the building again, then at the long driveway, then at the luxury cars. Finally she looked back at him. “You really are rich.” Ethan smiled. “Daddy is very rich.” He leaned down slightly. “And this isn’t my only house.” Both twins looked at him together. “You have more?” Alex asked with complete disbelief. Ethan nodded. “I have several.” Alex looked completely amazed. “Daddy…You must be the richest person I’ve ever met.”

“Slightly?” I laughed again, and the realization caught me off guard. This man didn’t know me, he didn’t have pity in his eyes for me. I wasn’t in some sort of comparison with my sister and for a moment here, I didn’t feel like I wasn’t enough. I was simply Maya. The thought felt strangely comforting. “Solo vacation?” He asked. I hesitated for a moment. The honest answer was quite embarrassing. Heartbroken woman runs away after discovering boyfriend and twin sister are having an affair. It wasn’t exactly casual conversation.

"Really. I want to see you pregnant and glowing. I want to watch Kai and Solana become big brother and sister. I want our house to be even more full of chaos and laughter." "Even though we're finally getting full nights of sleep?" "Even though. Some things are worth losing sleep over." "Like love?" "Like love. Like family. Like the chance to raise another little person who might grow up to change the world." I kissed him softly. "Yes." "Yes?" "Yes, let's have another baby. Let's fill this house with as much love as it can hold." At the park, I watched Dominic push the twins on the swings while other parents smiled at his patience and enthusiasm. A few people recognized us – the former scanda

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.

"They planted them. They planted Brenda to break us apart, and they planted Timi to give me an 'out' so I wouldn't look too closely at what Richard was doing." "And the baby Brenda had?" Lina whispered, her eyes wide with horror. "The boy," Esther called out to the couple with the money bags. "He’s with his father, Timi. But these two... these twins... they are the real prize. Pure genetic stock, unburdened by the 'wrong' parentage. Richard spent a fortune on that good-for-nothing Aria, and now he’s getting every single penny back." Richard stepped toward the wealthy couple, gesturing to my daughters as if they were nothing more than luxury cars. "The transaction is simple. The girls for the

Cage protested. "You can't be serious sire, this is ridiculous, I can't do that, not with him, trust me, you don't want a child from him, he'll be ugly." Nia countered, feeling bad for what Cage had said about her. "Really Ms.Nia, really." Mr.Nobody said, emphasizing on the fact that the twins actually belong to Mr.Cage. At this point, Nia was sure that he knew her secret but refused to spill the beans. "Well, you dimwits gotta choose between your ego and your kids, I want to see Nia's pregnancy test results in a month, if not both your kids will be where they are meant to be, in the grave."

I stare at her. “What?” “Holy shit, Alice, he’s a billionaire.” “What?” “That’s nine zeroes.” “What?” Her giggle holds a touch of hysteria. “Oh my God. What was he doing on Tinder?” My brain is refusing to compute. “I’m guessing he likes being anonymous. I would think billionaires have trouble with women being after their money, don’t you?” “Oh Alice. Did you have any idea?”

I picked up my hairdryer and resumed drying my curly hair as Alissa sang loudly on my bed about how amazing she was as a friend and that Friday was going to be the best birthday I'd ever had, which I highly doubt. These billionaires better send some good-ass gifts or I'm fighting Alissa. By Wednesday, 6 Billionaires had sent a gift with a card or just a card saying sorry they missed my birthday or something to seem sympathetic. One of them sent $100 a card. "See I told you it would work, you buzzkill. There are only 3 more billionaires left to end a card or gift," Alissa said shutting the front door after collecting yet another gift, this one coming with synthetic flowers.