Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Unexpected Proposal Read Online Free

"Well, I’m offering you a way out. Marry me instead of Sophia. In exchange, I’ll give you a controlling share in the Harper Hotel chain." For a second, he just stared at me — assessing, weighing, calculating. "You’re serious," he said finally, a glint of admiration flashing behind those cold eyes. "As serious as a heart attack," I said, smiling sweetly. He leaned back, studying me like a chess master sizing up an unexpected opponent. “Well, Miss Harper, in case you didn't notice, I’m a billionaire. The richest one in this country, to be exact," he said casually. "As tempting as your offer sounds... I want something more."

The house was still, hushed, almost gentle. I sat on the couch and scrolled. Not for anything in particular. Just… something. A distraction. The kind you search for when your chest feels tight and you don’t know if it’s grief or exhaustion pressing on your ribs. That’s when I saw it. A blog headline. “Billionaire’s Nanny: Savior or Social Climber? The Curious Case of May Hemlings.” My thumb hovered. Then I tapped. The page loaded slowly. Every second an anvil.

"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.

I asked, throat warm. He shrugged, cheeks flushing. “Not long. I started when you told me you wanted Tuesdays. I thought about the smallness of it. I thought about the little ways that keep people from disappearing in their own lives. That sketch? It’s a promise for all the tiny things I want to do with you.” My hands covered the page like a lover would cover a face. The ridiculousness of a billionaire drawing stick-figure children with a pencil pressed into his knuckles made my heart trip in a way that was both humiliating and delicious. I had been given a private catalog of his softest wishes.

Ever heard of a “wife for hire”? Absurd, right? Well, it was a brand-new concept to me too. As I stared at the billionaire sitting across from me, one thought rang loud and clear in my mind. 'This man has lost it.' How did I go from interviewing for a cleaner’s position to this? An offer to “marry” a billionaire? The words had barely left his lips before I scoffed, unable to help myself. “Is this some kind of joke?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him, skepticism dripping from every word.

I have a date today i can't do that maybe tomorrow. Alicia had spare time on her hands so she decided to update her ‘ how to bag a billionaire’ journal on Alexander Kings .She wrote ‘ the man is almost impossible to crack , seems to have no feelings and the strictest of all the billionaires she met . He seems to have no social life and is a workaholic , apart from him having no record of him having a woman on his life online there's no such evidence of him having a woman in his life in reality too._’ . She closed the journal with a thump wondering if she should quit by the way she had already had Dylan and Dimitri activity chasing her and she would probably agree to officially be in a relati

“I won’t take much of your time, but I have something that might interest you. An exclusive proposal, very lucrative. We should talk.” Zayn barely looked at him. “Not tonight.” Richard hesitated, his brows scrunched up, “I understand, of course, but perhaps just a moment...” “I said, not tonight.” Zayn’s voice was calm, but firm. Richard let out a forced chuckle, glancing at his wife, who shifted uncomfortably. “It’s just...this opportunity won’t last long, and I thought, given your eye for good investments...” Zayn’s gaze finally settled on him, cold and unwavering. “If it’s that unstable, I’m not interested.”

Edwin said and Janet nodded. “I didn’t know, I would spend a rainy night with a billionaire who would become my husband one day,” Janet said and Edwin laughed. “You still think of our encounter like that?” Edwin wasn’t expecting this from her. “Of course, you were out of my league. The top business tycoon in the country. Billionaire Edwin Wilson. I still wonder what caught your eye when you proposed that contract. I am sure you didn’t lack women with your looks and don’t forget the bank balance,” Janet had always felt they would never even crossed paths if that night those things hadn’t happened between them.

he said When he didn't get a reply, he continued, " you're going to be paid handsomely for it as you can see on the contract. It's a sweet price if I may say" " I will not be playing this game with you " Serena scorned as she stood up and hurried to the door. She couldn't control the anger in her anymore. Tears had gathered in her eyes as she left the company. On her way home, she looked up Fred on the internet and was surprised. He was a billionaire, a businessman known across the world. He was beyond successful. How did she not hear of him until now? Arriving at her house, Serena met a sobbing Dhoti and a terrified Troy.