They Chose Her, The Tycoon Chose Me Novels & Stories

was probably some poor girl looking for a quick way to make millions.” Beau stood up saying, “Her name was Marigold and I don’t even think she knew who I was but even if she did she didn't even bring it up. To her I was a complete stranger not a Billionaire.” Beau’s dad said, “Oh please, you’re the most eligible bachelor in the city, the aire to a billion dollar company. Everyone knows who you are and what I find strange is how easily you were able to like some random women off the streets but won't pay a rich woman any mind.” Beau said, "Because all the rich women you set me up with all want to inherit my money. Not a single one loves me for who I am or even wants to even try to get to kno

Her message said. "But I am not ready!" I texted her back. "Don't worry Meera, just leave everything to me." I slouched on the bed with a sigh escaping my lips. I'm going to meet a business tycoon cum mafia today and I don't know what the heck I'm going to do! This is all her fault! **************** "I'm not wearing this." I nodded my head in a straight no. "But why? This will be perfect for your first impression." Eleanor said.

"Lissy, don't say I didn't warn you. Do you really think a family as powerful as the Joplins will accept someone from your background? And a divorcee, at that. "You'll end up with nothing and no one to turn to. But if that's how it plays out, you can always come to me. I'd be willing to move past everything. We did have ten years together, after all." "Save it. I'd rather starve than beg you for help." I left the café and glanced up at the sky. The heaviness in my chest that I'd carried for ages was finally gone. I, Elise Thorne, was free at last.

She replied reassuringly. "So, tell me. Why or will I say, how did they choose me? tell me what you did." I teased her, with a smirk on my lips. Her hands fondled with her finely braided hair, "I didn't do much." I cleared my throat, stared at her like I was about to pounce on her, still with the smirk on my face. "What do you want to hear?" She blurted out, almost choking on her laugh, yet I said nothing. "Okay, you win. I pulled some strings, Khloe. You know this is a life time opportunity, everyone got their eyes, and claws on. So, I just happen to know the guy in charge of the selection. I told him, I wanted you there, and he accepted."

Bye, Lins," Jennifer said as she ended the call. She dropped the phone on her bed and stood up. She went over to the restroom area. DEAR READERS, I must inform you that the journey of this Book one has come to a close. The captivating tale of THE TYRANT BILLIONAIRE has reached its end, but fear not, this is only the beginning. Book Two is around the corner. It is going to be captivating and worth your time. I am currently working on the book two and everything is going to be ready before next month. Stay tuned for the book two. Thanks alot

Why should I encourage a conversation I have no desire to be involved with? How ironic! I leave one cheater, and end up with a bloody casanova. “ What was I thinking?” I berate myself. Never made a more thoughtless decision than when I flipped the table and got myself a deal with the billionaire of billionaires in the country. Hearing the dinge of the door felt like some kind of freedom at last. My company hasn't stopped looking at me, and I'm hell bent on not continuing this conversation. The entire floor, there was no door, except the gigantic one at the end of the corridor. With a golden plate, reading: “ Alexander Kingston."

"She quickly ushered me inside and began to help me pick out outfits. We eventually settled on a stunning red dress that highlighted my curves and made me feel more confident. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness about the upcoming event. As I finished shopping, I felt a strange mix of excitement and apprehension. The red dress I had chosen was beautiful, and it made me feel confident and empowered, but there was still so much uncertainty in my life. With the dress carefully packaged, I headed straight home. When I arrived back at the estate and entered the house, Clara and some of the other maids were gathered in the hallway. Thei

She got up after she was done with the drink and I got up too, putting the pill container aside. “Ever wondered why I chose you amongst the other contestants the day I was interviewing you all to select the woman who will be the billionaire's rented bride?” she suddenly chipped in. “No?” I spoke in a questioning tone and she swiftly glanced at me. My sincere answer was yes but I just didn't want to tell her the truth. “Well, I chose you because I presumed that you won't make things hard for me” she made me crease my forehead with her confusing response. “Make things hard?”

“Tell me who he is and why he chose me as his wife.” She stood petrified in front of me, as if she didn’t know what to say, but I wouldn’t let her get away before she answered all my questions. “I don't understand why he chose you as his wife,” her voice came out shaky and slurred, “but Mr. Gregory is the heir to a multi-billion dollar empire. He needs a wife to take over the family business.” “Billionaire?” I whispered, and it was as if my strength went out like a balloon. ”I married a billionaire?”

“He is not an asshole like you, Damon! Can’t you see the big difference between the two of you? He chose me. He chooses me every single day!” “Then, why did he accept his ex-wife, huh?” He argued. I was lost for words. My throat hurt as I tried to search for something to say. Stella, Matteo’s dying ex-wife has been the talk of the town. Of course, he knew about her. Damon laughed. “Now, you’re silent. I chose you too, Isabella. I chose you. That’s why we’re here.” I let out a low and weak laugh. “And you think it will make me feel better? You kidnapped me, Damon! You forced me!”