روايات وقصص ضمن Too Late To Love Me Mr Billionaire

"Mr. Russo, this is the biggest story I've had in five years." "I know. I'm asking you to hold it until after Christmas." "Why?" He opened the car door. Cold air rushed in. "Because I need to call my wife first," he said. Kate looked up at him. Her mouth twitched. It was almost a smile. "Until the twenty-ninth," she said. "Not one hour more." Mira answered on the second ring. She was outside somewhere. He could hear traffic and wind. "Dante?" "Ardent Capital," he said. "The fund buying Sucre Doré. I know who's behind it."

"It's fine. I'll buy one when I get paid." "I'll buy it now." "No." "There's a store ten minutes from here. They deliver same day." "Gerald, no. You've done enough." "It's a mattress." "It's a lot of money for a mattress." "I have money." I pulled out my phone. "It's one of the few things I'm good at." "I'm not letting you." "You can pay me back when you're famous." She crossed her arms. "You're impossible." "I've been told." I was already ordering. "Firm or soft?"

On the day before New Year's Eve, Alora Sheffield wants me to bring her a morning-after pill. Her red lips curve ever so slightly as she takes in my snow-dampened clothes. "What reward would you like for being so obedient?" I ignore her question and hand her the emergency contraceptive. "Here's the morning-after pill you wanted." As Alora takes the box, she reaches under my shirt and runs her hand over my abs. "We may as well get it on just this once, since I'm taking the pill anyway." I gape at her, but a second later, she bursts out laughing. "You should see the look on your face. “I’ve arranged a marriage for you. I raised you, so it’s time you repaid me. “You’ll do as I ask,

he called, dragging my name out like he was giving me a chance to take all I just said back, "Are you sure about this? Your married Nathaniel for a reason and your parents…” “To hell with what they have to say about it,” I half yelled. “I was pushed into this Marcus. Nathaniel doesn't love me, my presence disgusts him. I wanted to adapt…I thought I could hold it in for a little longer but, I tried,” Hot tears rolled down my cheeks, as I kept sniffing my nose every second. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the couch. Family survival and bankruptcy. The company my father built from nothing and then drowned in bad investments and worse decisions.

"I am the reason behind everything." I frowned in confusion. "Can you be clearer? What do you mean?" I heard a chuckle. "Not so smart anymore, are you? Well, let me elaborate. I am the one because of whom your loverboy- that billionaire cut ties with you. I am the reason why he took his company from you. Ah, young love and sacrifices! Oh, how I love them, especially when they are benefitting me in ways I never imagined." My heart started thudding furiously and my throat went dry. I licked my lips nervously before asking. "What do you mean?"

I took his change from the drawer and placed it on the counter just like how he did to me,he didn't take it as he just placed his head in a table, My patience was wearing off and I wasn't going to keep calm anymore ,watching a billionaire sleep was never my aim. "Hey,Mr billionaire"I yelled,dont you have where to go,I thought billionaire have mansions, how you planing to turn this place to your home,you ,you dont know what they call working off one butt,you are just a spoilt billionaire,I really need to get home and you are wasting much of my time,I really need to be here as early as possible and I can't afford being sacked,I need to pay my mom debt"I blabbed.

She voiced it out. Thomas smiled at me. “Sweetie love, that’s what I’m saying about earlier but you seem too preoccupied to notice what I’m saying about.” He kissed her at her lips when she turned her head at him. “Now that you are not preoccupied anymore, once again, Sweetie love can I ask a permission from you that please… Can we dropped by at my place or if it’s too late later in the evening, can you stay at my place?” She can’t believe that a billionaire which is anything will he like he can have it, but here he is, still asking for her permission. “If that’s what you like love, but later if it’s still early would it be okay if you would still send me at home.”

"Why can't you love me just like you love Malia? I have a pretty face just like her's, I can satisfy you in bed, I can also be the perfect girlfriend and wife for you and also I can become the mother of your children. Maybe the only thing I don't have is wealth, I'm not as wealthy as the billionaire heiress but my love is enough for us to conquer the world together" "Yeah you were right when you made that statement. You aren't wealthy like the billionaire heiress but I know you don't love me, you just love my money and you want to trap me in your love so you could get your hands on all my properties and become the owner you greedy woman. Just so you know you can't have your cake and eat it"

First, I married Aaron Knight, the richest billionaire in the world, my'so-called,' husband, who doesn't even look at me once, he despises me that much. I despise him because he pushed me to marry him, which is why I despise him so much. "But Amy, I'm not hungry; I just need to sleep," I said her as my sight wandered across the living room to a huge, expensive-looking couch. To be honest, I don't have much of an appetite after this marriage. "No, no, sweetie, at the very least eat a bit. You'll enjoy my cuisine, I'm sure "She persisted, a puppy expression on her face.

My cries and pleas were silenced when he forced his belt opened, making his dick to spring out “The more you scream, the more I enjoy this,” He forced his hardness into my mouth and I bite down on it, tears dripping down my face. He screamed out in pain, the back of his palm meeting my face. “When I'm done with you, you would be regretful.” He said darkly, making me gulp in fright. *You got married to a billionaire didn't you? You though that life would be great now and that you would do better. But what would happen after I am done here? Do you think that your billionaire husband would still want you? No one wants spoilt goods baby,”