Novel & Cerita Tragic Love With A Billionaire

Dropping her cell phone on the sofa seat and throwing her head back, Giovana could hardly believe what she will read in the newspapers. Her face was stamped on various social media profiles as the former wife of billionaire Antony. Many of them gestured a betrayal on her part. That made Giovana’s blood boil.

"I was there for you... I am and I'll always be, Sid" I immediately go on my knees and hug her. I don't regret losing anything when she is with me. She is more than a fucking company, my so-called dad's property. She is incomparable. I thought I would never fall in love. But I fell. I fell so hard. She is my first and she is my last love. With all the flaws she has, I love her more than anything else. My perfect bad girl, my last love.

He whispers. I bit my lip, chuckling a little. ”Yeah sorry about that, I don’t make a habit of falling into billionaires laps.” He frowned. ” I hope not.” I look up and into those eyes. Those beautiful bright eyes that were as hard as ice, but somehow I managed to melt into. He was so handsome, my heart was beating a million miles an hour. His lips pulled up a little into a smile, a genuine smile... dare I say. My heart nearly stops.

They got a good lifestyle and everything. Eric was stopped from being bullied. Eric grew up and his dad Richard gave his position to Eric. Eric never believed in love. Cause he knew that girls will only marry him for money. No one would genuinely love him. No one would keep his profession at one side and will try to look through his character. Everyone who will come around him will be a gold digger. For him, love is to mess around with different girls. He knows that if he has money he doesn't need any other person to keep him entertained. Eric is filthy rich and can throw as much money he wants. He thinks that if he will ever fall in love with a girl there will be only two reasons

He snarled,his muscles fuming out,his eyes burning with pain. He swallowed hard before continuing, his voice coming out deep,slow and steady, "you know what?, am gonna stay away from you. You think I came here this morning for what exactly? I came to see your face,but here we are you keep on hurting me!!.. you keep on tormenting me!!!" Was this what they call love? Was that why my head kept thinking of him? Was that why the memories in his house could not out of my mind everyday? But,I, in love with a billionaire. I mean,how is that possible?!! This is really delusional.

The doctor said, trying to wipe the beads of sweat that were shrouding his forehead and breathing out heavily. I don't really know, maybe just throw it away or do you have a suggestion?.Even if I was really sick and in need of blood. Hell no should I take blood from that pathetic pauper like her,Do You?”. Ophelia scoffed. Eyeing the doctor badly as she sees the positive reaction he was giving. “You got to be joking right,I would rather die than collect her blood,who knows the kind of disease that she carries?.I am just trying to show her where she belongs. That she shouldn't mess with me or entangle with Markos.I want to remind her that her ex-husband Markos loves me dearly and won't mind ki

*2 hours ago* It was another successful client that I was able to sign up today which marks the 100th high net worth client who we will be helping to build a luxurious mansion for. I am the owner of G & M Construction which has been built alongside my husband of 7 years. Abigail Monroe was a nobody a decade ago, but if you say this name in the construction world today, it’s a name that has been making ripples along with Nathan Greyson. I had this dream of building my own empire one day, and my passion has always been in Interior designing. It was a passion that I developed whilst I was in high school after I started dating Nathan, my best friend since I was 11.

She knew, in fact, everyone knows, that it's the truth. She formerly worked as a stripper in the most popular clubhouse in the city, before she became a receptionist at the billionaire's company. Needless to say, she was desperately satisfying countless men in return for their money. The pay was nice, no doubt. She only had to quit because the pay she received as a billionaire's receptionist was nicer and perhaps she had more bills to pay. I wanted to tell her how much Mr Bernard loves me, but she seemed not interested in whatever I had to say.

She was worried and requested that I tighten the security in my house and be very careful. "I've prepared some delicious food, mother. Should I bring it for you to eat?" I asked. She laughed and asked me to bring the food. I went to the kitchen and brought the food. She ate, and we began another discussion. "I met this beautiful girl while I was relaxing at Lagos Beach. Her beauty and physique were unmatched. Mother, I think I love this girl," I opened up to my mother, and she laughed. "Are you sure you're not just carried away by obsession? Why would you see a woman for the first time and start loving her? That's strange!" My mother understood the kind of person I was. I was the kind of bil

Jason asked while placing his hand on my arm. "You want to know what's wrong?" I asked, brushing off his arm. "Everything is wrong. I'm being forced to marry you to save your image." "Forced?" Jason asked incredulously. "Yes, forced. Just to pay off that debt. Because there's no way in hell I would ever settle for you." "Maybe your parents should have picked one of your bimbo's for you. You seem happier with them." I said. "We didn't do anything—" Jason said but I cut him off.