The Heiress Spoiled By Four Brothers And One Devilish Ceo Novels & Stories

“If you want to know more about The Devil’s inspiration during his games, watch tomorrow’s exclusive interview at KNW Lifestyle Media’s afternoon show. I expect everyone to boost my network’s ratings tomorrow.” Laughter filled the air after Andrew’s suggestion. He then waved his hand at the audience, saying, “Thank you for supporting the Wimbledon Championships and KNW Lifestyle Media.” Back at Savannah’s table, she smirked at the announcement from the Billionaire CEO, Andrew Kentworthy. She said to Hannah and Alina, “So, what did you say about Kate again?” Hannah and Alina were rendered speechless, both alternately expressing dismay sighs. The Nobody they had hoped for was, apparently, a bi

"I'm not blind, Bree. I know when someone is handsome, and Cassian St. Clair is handsome." "And hot," added Bree, finishing her meal. "And hot. Too bad he's absolutely worthless." "It's not what the magazines say. Let's be honest, Emeraude, he's among the 50 richest men in the world. I think he's worth a lot." Bree said, laughing. "No jokes, you got me." Emeraude rolled her eyes. "Do you know what that is?" Bree asked, and Emeraude stared at her, waiting for some sarcastic remark.

Cameron made us settle down so he can explain what happened. “I applied as bodyguard, specifically for Savannah. I don’t know if she remembers me, but we have met before. I guess it’s a cringe to say but I chased my first love to the point I worked as a bodyguard for three years. It’s easy to live a double life since my identity as the CEO is confidential. Cassandra is my younger sister, obviously. I decided that it is now the right time to stop living my double life and reveal my identity since me and Savannah are expecting a child. I know this is hard to process in a single day, but I expect your cooperation. Also...” He glanced at me, Vester and Stefano. “I expect you all know that I was

Something in my silence must have given me away, because her expression shifted again, sharper this time. "It's not just the two of them, is it." I looked away. "I know how it looks." "I'm not judging you." She squeezed my shoulder. "I'm just trying to understand how you charmed your way into the hearts of Kingsborough's most notorious playboys. Not one, not two. All three Kensington brothers." "I don't know how it happened." I rubbed my palms together. "Honestly, I know they're bad news, and I should have stayed away."

he sneered stressing on the title, "CEO of this company." Hailey scoffed. "And you think this will ever be made possible if that mistake never happened back then, Hector? We both know my brother was the legitimate heir to that throne. And you have been stealing company funds with your mother's back-up!" "Why do I smell jealousy, Little sis?" he mocked. " Are you still mad at the fact that Dad had made me CEO over you and your pathetic ass brother?" He tapped his lips, "Let me guess, you were the whistleblowers?"

Over the past several years, countless women had shown up at their mansion with tears streaming down their faces, claiming they were their sister—or someone who had missed them so desperately they needed to be found. Out of longing and grief, the brothers had given each of them every chance to prove themselves, to show that their words were genuine. But each time, the truth revealed itself. They were opportunists, women who sought only to exploit the brothers’ pain for their own gain. Their stories were rehearsed, their tears nothing more than a mask for greed. Some had even gone so far as to stir scandals, dragging Jace’s reputation through the mud and threatening to topple his career. Than

They told her she was lucky to be allowed through the front door. Sophia had spent her entire life believing she was just a poor girl with nowhere to belong. Then she discovers the family she never knew existed. But instead of welcoming their long-lost daughter, the Resingtons give her a basement room, a maid’s uniform, and one warning: Never let anyone know who you are.

He explained. “No way, so everything from his first meeting with her was also part of your plan?” Sofia underestimated these guys. In the beginning, she thought she was going to do her revenge plan in a simple manner, all calculated by her. However, these guys’ methods turned out to be more brutal than what she had expected. “Yes, exactly. Everything that happened between Andre and Layla was nothing but staged scenes we have created to seize her downfall.” “I never have any feelings for that woman, you know. She is unbearable at times. She has a pretty good body, though, I enjoyed that for real, but that’s about it.” Andre explained as he poured a drink for himself and started drinking.

At Cross Meridian’s pre-closing celebration, Mia Foster, an investment manager who had joined the company three months earlier, took the stage and announced that she was about to expose its biggest fraud. Photographs filled the screen behind her. There I was playing golf during office hours, drinking champagne on a private yacht, and attending a jewelry launch while the deal team worked through the night. Then came my attendance record. Twenty-three days in six months. Yet my name stood at the top of the financing round’s contribution report. “Seventy-eight employees have worked themselves into the ground, but she gets the credit because she’s the CEO’s fiancée,” Mia said. “Why should a corp

Phones were raised higher, capturing every second. Adrian’s chair of composure snapped. His jaw clenched, his voice cutting through the din like thunder. “Enough.” The crowd hushed instantly, as though some instinct told them not to cross this man. Adrian stepped forward, his sharp suit immaculate, his presence radiating authority. His eyes blazed as he stared down Damon and Sloane. “She’s our sister,” Adrian said, each word measured and lethal. “Our blood sister. And now that she is where she belongs, as a Cross—and not just any Cross, but the Cross Heiress—you will treat her with respect.”