Unwanted Girl Spoiled By Billionaire Novels & Stories

"That question was for Jennifer you don’t even read the gossip magazine or watch celebrity gist so how do you know who is who?" "Hey, I-" I reflexively started to defend myself. "She's right actually, so spill the tea." Jennifer cheerfully interrupted. "That's not even why I-" "Ethan Geller heir to billionaire empire dumps his girlfriend. Which means he is up for grabs!" Ashley interrupted. "And you think you qualify, he doesn’t even know you exist. If anyone has a chance here it's Jessica since his father and hers are best friends." "Yeah, but she's already dating which is why she’s going to hook us up."

“It’s clear he was into it just as much as she was. He wasn’t some helpless child. He wanted the attention, the relationship whatever it was. So now that he’s embarrassed and his uncle’s money got involved, it suddenly becomes romance fraud?” I shook my head. “No. What this sounds like is a spoiled, rich eighteen year-old who made dumb choices and wants to blame someone else for them.” I let the silence hang, chest rising and falling. I’d said it all in one breath but I meant every word. Mr. Billionaire stared at me the entire time I spoke, his expression unreadable, somewhere between surprise, disbelief and anger. He clearly hadn’t expected that from me. In his head, I was probably just the

Ethan watched the video twice. Then tossed his phone on the desk. “She flipped it. Again.” Belinda poured herself whiskey. “She’s too composed. We need to strike where it hurts.” “Her investors are still quiet.” “For now,” Belinda said. “But what if we isolate them? Whisper she’s spending donor funds on her boyfriend? Lavish travel? Private jets?” Ethan grinned. “Scandal by implication.” “And I know someone,” Belinda added, “who can help us fan that flame.”

are you and Primo? When do you plan to get married? Your Daddy and I are here; maybe you want to continue with that. We have been investing for a long time to destroy the two, then you will slow down," said his mommy, who was standing up the eyebrows here at Mary. And waiting for his son's answer. "Mommy, I'm the only one who wants us to get married, but Primo doesn't seem to have a plan yet," he answered. Why should I be the one to propose, Mommy? That's embarrassing." Mary complained to her mommy, and that time she had a point: "Fine. Can you accompany me to the mall? "Asked the lady here, "Can Mom, I'm actually bored today? Shall we? " She loves her Mommy. Mari is also currently on her w

He didn't know if Gilberto's suggestion was right but it was better than actually marrying a woman he couldn't love and hated. Actually, Tallulah's father is right that Tallullah iis not difficult to love because of her very colorful character. She is loving and attentive to the people close to her but since he gave her more attention, she seems to have felt his concern and it gave her hope. She started to be so clingy to him that almost even inside the bathroom she wanted to accompany him. She also openly says that she loves him and even in front of every woman he is with, she introduces herself as his girlfriend. And the last thing she did, she took advantage of his drunkenness to take his

She would party wild and do all sorts of unimaginable things and it only grew worse as the breakups increased. Anytime it happened, her mother would pay off the media and other necessary people. The drug and arson case was covered extremely well if it took his P.I this long to retrieve the information. Manny had just gone through a bad breakup, and as usual, she went to the club with some group of girls and they danced to the pulsating beat of the music, the sound reverberated through the air. The girls in glittering dresses and sleek heels swayed and spun to the rhythm, their laughter rising above the thumping beats.

They were both naked and the only reason her nudity wasn’t visible was because a blanket covered both their modesty. “Oh no. How could this happen?” She continued scrolling through the post until she reached the comments. She flinched at most them, bold rude and derogatory remarks about herself. What a whore, I’m very sure that she had slept with him in order to get something in return. Such a beauty wasted with that gold-digger mindset of hers. It's not a surprise why the young billionaire has never had a girlfriend. It must be tiring knowing that every girl around you only wanted your money.

She found it difficult to believe that her daughter was drugged in a hotel and had even slept with a billionaire like the rich heir of the Robin Group. "Mom, I was too embarrassed to tell you the truth. How do I reveal that I was set up by my best friend’s boyfriend and the man was a billionaire CEO? No one would believe me. I hadn’t thought that Mr. Robin would look into it. I was too ashamed to admit it to Julian and you," Ella made a face and sobbed, and her mother sighed.

Then somehow—without knowing when I stood up—I found myself sitting at the desk, turning on my laptop. The first search already hurt, simply because I typed the words: professional surrogate mother. Website after website appeared. Contract pregnancy agencies. Exclusive family forums. Medical bureaus for the wealthy. Everything felt absurd. Everything felt humiliating. Yet my hand kept scrolling. Alexander’s voice echoed in my mind: beautiful, educated, producing a high-quality heir. The sentence made me want to vomit. But I didn’t stop. Faces filled the screen—models, doctors, actresses, athletes, lawyers. All beautiful. All dazzling. Yet none of them felt right. If I chose women like that,