Unwanted Heiress? Billionaire's Beloved Mga Nobela at Kwento

My head stutters for a moment, and my eyes take in more light than I anticipated; everything stops as my thoughts catch up. The guy I had slapped and made out with last night was none other than the billionaire heir I was supposed to interview. I suddenly remembered his last statement to me on the night we had sex at the hotel which was; "Let's just say that I'm not your average guy." Truly, he isn't an average guy, but a fucking rich billionaire heir!

I don't know anymore. Even now that I am laughing, he showed no sign of amusement or surprise. It's like he's used to my laugh, but he's not. I barely laughed these days, my life did not allow me to. I was not married to a simple man, I wish I was. He was the heir of the Sinclairs, one of the most influential family of our country. He could not be married to a simple girl either. And simple, I was.

Layla said, nodding her head in satisfaction. "That's about enough Chase fucking Sinclair talk to last me the year. Let's talk about something else." Sofia said, ending the line of that conversation. "Talk about something like what?" I asked. "Let us talk about the fact that Danielle here mentioned that Adrian Valentino has a very luxurious yacht that even she, his wife, knew nothing about." Sofia said. "In my defence, I don't know anything else about that man, except for the fact that he is a Valentino, he is the most powerful man in New York City, and he is my husband who I did and do not want to be married to." I said.

Layla said, nodding her head in satisfaction. "That's about enough Chase fucking Sinclair talk to last me the year. Let's talk about something else." Sofia said, ending the line of that conversation. "Talk about something like what?" I asked. "Let us talk about the fact that Danielle here mentioned that Adrian Valentino has a very luxurious yacht that even she, his wife, knew nothing about." Sofia said. "In my defence, I don't know anything else about that man, except for the fact that he is a Valentino, he is the most powerful man in New York City, and he is my husband who I did and do not want to be married to." I said.

She opened them and wore a pitiful look. “Thank you, everyone, for accepting this work proposal from the beginning. It’s your decision to work for me and now that you decline, I can do nothing…” She started and took a break. She squeezed her hand in each other, fixing her teary eyes on them. “Before I leave, I want to tell you the story of a lady,” she said. “There’s a young billionaire heiress lady, who has always lived her life in hidden because she believes wealth is dirty and she didn’t want to get involved in it. One day, she finds out a secret of how wealthy people ganged up and killed innocent peoples,” she narrated.

I do love him but my family always placed our business first before any other thing. Jake was the son of Elon Reagan, CEO of a billionaire conglomerate. Jake was a rich spoiled brat who engaged in all forms of social abnormalities. He always slept around with women and always at one club or another; sometimes I wonder how I fell for such a man. I guess love is truly blind for I was blinded by love. At first I didn't read any meaning into his actions but I felt detached from the relationship so I had to take a slow step back.

Damian Blackwood waited at the altar like he was attending a funeral instead of his own wedding. Tall, still, unreadable. Black suit. Dark eyes. A mouth that looked as if it had forgotten how to be kind. For a second, Elena’s steps faltered. Her fingers tightened around the bouquet. Somewhere behind her, the wedding planner made a sharp little sound, probably terrified the bride was about to ruin the most photographed marriage deal of the year. Marriage deal. That was all it was. One year. One signature. One ruthless billionaire paying off her family’s debts in exchange for a wife he could parade in front of the board, the press, and his dying grandfather.

They were curious about the girl who was the only child of the richest man in the world, the heiress to a fortune larger than their entire family’s wealth combined. Selin closed her eyes, a bitter, knowing smile touching her lips. If only they knew, she thought. If only they knew that the very girl they abused, humiliated, and threw away like trash… is the same woman they are dying to meet. The same woman who holds the power to destroy everything they have ever built. How would they feel, she wondered, when the truth finally came out? When they realized that all those years ago, they had crushed the most precious jewel in the world, simply because they were too blind, too arrogant, too cruel

As a billionaire heiress who'd survived being orphaned, hunted, and nearly broken. But not broken. Never fully broken.