Undercover Billionaire: Comeback City Novels & Stories

He chuckled, the deep sound reverberating between us, before straightening and offering me his arm, “Shall we?” I slipped my hand through, trying not to look like my heart was pounding out of my chest. The car ride was a blur of city lights, Kaidon’s warmth, and the faint hum of tension that came with knowing we were stepping into Capital City’s sharpest social circle. By the time we arrived at the grand hall, the building was already alive with glittering gowns and expensive laughter spilling out onto the steps. Cameras flashed. The air was thick with the scent of wealth and power.

I replied, and she nodded, still cautious. “From what I know, billionaires prefer to spend their holidays in more luxurious and busy places than a simple small town in the countryside where even their black card won't work,” she commented, hinting that she hadn't believed I was there just in passing. This April woman was smart, you could tell, and it seemed like she wouldn't go to bed for anything. “As much as you may not believe it, this town has potential,” I replied to her. “Ahem, I know, yes…” she murmured, clearly not satisfied and still suspicious. I was sure she would continue to pick on me for much longer from now on.

The man smiled back and gave her a good look, she had really changed since the last time he saw her. Kate noticed the blood stains on his shirt and on the glove he was wearing. Aware of where Kate's gaze was, the man immediately covered up his shirt with his suit and removed his glove. “I was on an operation when I received your call.” he aired, not wanting her to be weary. Kate nodded, knowing within her she had found the perfect person for the job. “Amongst all the people I know, you're the only one with a direct connection with Andrew Cooper.” she started, taking a sip from her glass. She needed all the help she could get.

I would have loved to skip out on this conversation because I wasn't ready for it, but Lilyanna's last words before she ended the call echoed in my head. Don't ghost me again, Kaelia. In truth, ever since she convinced me to go on a date with Freddy, we hadn't communicated again. She had no idea how far things had gone, how deep I’d fallen into this mess. But telling her the truth - the whole truth - was out of the question. I couldn't mention the contract, I couldn't mention the twenty million dollars. I couldn't mention the fact that I was now Mrs. Montgomery to San Francisco's elite.

Callie clicked something, then slowly turned to face him. “I was going to tell you,” he began. She held up a hand. “Don’t.” Her voice was calm, but every syllable cut like glass. “Don’t lead with that. Just get to it.” He nodded, took a breath. “My full name is Elijah Dane Whitaker. CEO of BuyMore Retail Corporation.” The words hung in the air, stark and cold. Callie said nothing. “I went undercover months ago—after we flagged Pasadena as a potential closure risk. We’d lost two store managers, turnover was high, and morale was low. I wanted to see the situation myself before the board could rubber-stamp the shutdown.”

Layla walked to the chair on the other side and sat down. President Mason took out his phone and opened the gallery app. He tapped on a guy's picture and showed it to her. “Do you know this guy?” She scoffed and responded, “Lucas Asher, the star of America. The CEO of Perficient Investment, and the youngest billionaire that ever existed. Who won't know him?” “Zuri told me you came back to the States not too long ago. How did you know him?” He wondered. “Yes, I just returned, but no daily international news comes out without one of Asher's newly unlocked achievements standing in the headline. His achievement always owns the second and third page of international news.” Layla poured out, smili

suggested someone watching closely — sitting behind the cameras of our lives and pulling tricks in the dark. We went to bed with the sound of the city and the taste of adrenaline. The ledger had been forensically validated; Cyril had given names; Barnes had been linked to the chain; Marcus had gone public and answered live; yet the enemy still had cards. Whoever was behind Bellamy’s network had not yet exhausted their playbook. I curled into Marcus and felt the small human comfort of him. We were not invincible. We were very, very mortal. We were in love and in war at once, a combination that would either break us or make us unbreakable.

"You knew the press would be all over you. You wanted this. You wanted the gossip, the publicity. You wanted to get back into all this and steal the show. Tell me I'm wrong." I was filled with rage, hot and bitter. "You think I came for you?" I shot back. "Not everything is about Everett Ashbourne. I came because I wanted to. I came for the cause, not for you, not for Siena, not for anyone. If the press spotted me, then it's not my fault." His eyes narrowed, his jaw clenching. "Then why return at all?" he pressed. "Why come back to this city? Why go back into a life you'd left behind? Tell me why."

I started dating her to make grandfather angry and it worked but he loved his granddaughter more…He eventually accepted me but he banned me from inheriting a dime of his family money … I will have to sign a prenuptial agreement if I plan to marry Jae… So I put the attack on Jae but that didn’t work either… Losing her virginity will cause her to lose some virtue… No man would want a woman of used goods… Jae family is stupid but they are also strong people… Everyone that goes up against them are always defeated… Sipping his gin and rubbed his forehead… I have to get everything that belongs to me… Jae had just finished reading when she received a call from her best friend Cara… Girl why didn’t

He always leaves the house as early as five in the morning and he returns around midnight. His business doesn't require him to go that early and come back late. Raphael is a multi-billionaire. He owns over twenty-four clubs in New York City and he has more outside of New York and yes, he is the owner of the club that we met two years ago. I know his work doesn't require him to leave so early and stay out late because well, he is the CEO and he definitely isn't the one tending to the bar and he most definitely isn't a cleaner. I think, no, I know he leaves early and comes back late to avoid me.