Too Late To Love Me Mr Billionaire Novels & Stories

"And I don't owe you my heart just because you finally decided to act like a husband. Eighty-five days left." I opened the door and walked out into the corridor, leaving the billionaire CEO trapped in his glass tower, choking on the realization that his ultimate sacrifice was still three years too late.

“You’re blinded by money. He doesn’t love you. The earlier you realize that, the better. I’m the one leaving after nine months, not you. And if I should take my baby, you’ll become nothing but a story of the past.” Her eyes flashed with pure hatred. “Your baby? That child is ours. You’re just the incubator. Nothing more!” The billionaire finally stepped between us, raising his hands. “It’s okay. It’s alright. Calm down, now!” I shoved his hand away forcefully. “Don’t fucking tell me it’s alright! What do you think you are? And why would you want to act like the good guy here?” She opened her mouth to reply, but the billionaire raised his hand again. “Enough!”

“Starting tonight.” And that’s how I end up engaged to a billionaire psychopath before midnight. Someone please send help, I cry but no one hears.

he snapped. "Six! And every time somebody says he will call me back, and nobody does. Do you know how much money I am losing while you people play games?" I grabbed my pen and began to write. Six calls two days. "I understand, sir, and I'm very sorry," I said. "Please tell me what the problem is, and I will make sure he hears every word." "The problem is that the price changed after we agreed. The problem is that the delivery date moved again. And the problem is that nobody in this company will pick up a phone!"

My girlfriend, Edith Zimmerman, pulls away whenever I get too close. The more I like her, the more she can't stand me. At the proposal I had planned so carefully, she walked hand in hand with my best friend, Blake Shelton. In front of everyone, she announced, "I slept with Blake." She watched the happy, hopeful look on my face slowly fade. For the 27th time, she asked me, "You don't love me as much anymore, do you?" I nodded. Edith looked delighted. "That's great! Now we can be together again for a while." We had been together for eight years. Yet she hugged and kissed Blake, held his hand, and went on dates with him. They even celebrated their own anniversaries. She did everything

Suddenly, everything made sense. The anger. The denial. The self-destruction. His voice shook. "I spent years believing I wasn't capable of love…. Then I lost you." For the first time, Damian looked directly at her. The vulnerability in his eyes felt almost unbearable. "And suddenly it was all I could feel." Elena stared at him unable to breathe properly because she finally saw it. Not the billionaire. Not the powerful heir. Not the man who once broke her heart. The broken boy who learned that love was weakness. The husband who realized too late how much he cared.

It was he who gave prominent interviews about his engagement to Loraine and how much in love they still were. And now his precious lover is in the arms of a handsome billionaire in almost all online gossip magazines. With a red face, he takes his jacket, throws it over his shoulders and leaves the workplace in large strides.

“Mom had I knew it earlier that he is going to be married to Tristan the boy I loved since childhood, the billionaire, I would have never let her marry him. It is all because of you, they were here for me, if you wouldn’t have said a freaking lie that I am suffering from a cancer I would have married to him instead of that douchebag, I hate her for snatching my destiny. He might have been relaxing and enjoying a luxurious life living in that mansion living owning the world most handsome husband. It’s all because of you.”

“I’m out of here. I will not fucking let him insult me.” “It’s not an insult, love, a fact. I’m a billionaire with a net worth higher than yours. You’re meant to wait.” I spread my arms across the table, grinning. “One. I am not-love. My name is Layla. They thought you word in grade school, right? Second, we are both billionaires and Forbes just released this year’s copy. My net worth is thousands higher than yours now." That threw me off to her pleasure. “What!?”

But I know that it's already too late for me to regret everything that happened though. I am already married to the ruthless billionaire, and I could never change that fact anymore. Well, not unless I travel back in time, which is not very possible to happen. "Wow. Kier Henderson must be the luckiest person to have such handsome and rich son-in-law. Finally, huh? A big catch. Henderson Company won't surely be back in the mud ever again. Afterall, our bride here has the ruthless billionaire by their side." The lady added while chuckling, and I didn't like seeing her happy face as well as her voice. So so much that I badly want to make a scene here by pulling her hair and smash her head right