Vengeful Billionaire And His Lovers Novels & Stories

“Money or you.” Sophie met his gaze. “And you chose?” He dropped a document onto the table. “Neither. I chose myself.” She scanned the paper. It was a withdrawal from the Trust. He’d signed away 1.4 billion dollars in potential inheritance. Sophie whispered, “You didn’t have to do that.” “I did,” he replied. “Because I won’t build my future with hands chained to someone else’s gold.” She stepped closer. And kissed him. Camellia broke into the second partition of the Ash List USB.

It showed Dante slamming the double doors of the elevator, his hand tight around Lily’s waist, his body language radiating a terrifying, possessive rage. The news anchor’s voice was a sharp staccato over the images. "Leaked footage from the night of the Vallocchi engagement reveals a side of the billionaire tycoon the public has never seen. Sources say the victim, Julian Varga, is considering filing charges, while human rights advocates raise concerns about the welfare of the mysterious Lily Mendoza..." The heavy doors of the penthouse swung open.

“He understands your situation. The debt, your sister’s illness and the… despair. He can fix it.” She shoved the tablet at him. On it was a document titled MATRIMONIAL CONTRACT – TERMS: 12 MONTHS. “In return for your companionship and a public marriage, Mr. Volterra will erase all your debts, guarantee your sister the best medical care in the world, and provide you with a generous settlement upon completion.” “Provided you don’t fall in love with him first, of course.” She said the last part like it was a joke with no punchline.

"Sebastian Hart. Your ex-boyfriend. The tech billionaire." "Yes." "How long?" "That doesn't matter." "HOW LONG?" His voice echoed through the house. "A few days. Since the party. Since I saw you with Victoria." Flinn laughed. It was an ugly sound. "So this is revenge. You're sleeping with him to hurt me." "I'm not sleeping with him." "Yet." His eyes were cold. "But you will. That's his plan. Seduce you. Use you to get to me. Sebastian Hart has hated me for years. This is his way of winning."

He made a subtle, guiding motion with his arm, the gesture impersonal yet utterly compelling. She stood for another silent, agonizing minute, surveying the room. The grand piano where she’d tried to teach Leo a silly tune. The velvet cushions where they watched movies. The coffee table bearing the voided contract, the tombstone of their potential future. She finally recognized the terrifying truth: the man she loved was gone, and the billionaire machine was back in control, ensuring the cleanup was total and merciless. (He didn't just break the contract; he used the contract to obliterate me. He stripped me of every single thing I earned, including his belief. I am nothing here. I am less th

Her vulnerability was the key to his happiness. All he ever wanted from her was trust and dependency, but Catherine was never one to depend on someone else. His love, slowly became an obsession. After all the tears that had passed, he refused to give up, claiming Catherine was his true love cut short. That’s why he was so angry at Adam and Ruby, this revenge plot was just to satisfy himself. He knew they would never figure out that he was the who threw them under the bus. He didn’t even feel an ounce of guilt knowing fully well that in six months they would launch another brand.

I haven't checked my social media yet, but I anticipate what's coming. The media will scrutinize the two about why they're here and why they're at the house of the market vendor's child. It's ironic that a billionaire like Alex, Lavinia's fiancé, will become viral for being with another woman. My head is buried in my folded arms on my bed. I've lost track of time, but I know it's been a few days. Mama only brings food to my room as I rarely step out. I thought she would scold me initially, but she remains silent.

I moaned shamelessly as my billionaire husband pounded endlessly into my kitty from the back. I was grasping the wall tight and my skirt was raised high to my waist, giving him a perfect view of my ass. We had gone once and we were on the second. I couldn't deny I was enjoying it really bad. He suddenly turned me and lifted me so that I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he resumed his assault on me. "Tell me you love it, sexy," he demanded, his voice raspy. "Yea...I... love it...faster please!" I shouted as I felt myself getting close, and my walls clenching tightly.

“I'll be in the outside bathroom if you need me.” “Okay, sugar.” I quickly freshen up and grab the cloth bag, anticipating the kind of outfit in it. Opening the bag, I'm met with a glittering deep blue dress that screams sexy while still being modest. Every day I wake up, my love for Marco triples. I slip into the dress and it fits perfectly. I just knew my Christian Louboutin strap heels would come in handy. “May I present Lady Valentina Lorenzi, daughter of Fabio Matteo, Italy's wealthiest,” Marco announces from the end of the room.

Lord save, at this point, I think you are the only one who can save me. We stroll around the plaza filling our eyes with the gorgeous view of Kings and Queens palace. Then we get to the jewelry section, and I see the Cartier necklace with a little diamond pendant. I have always wanted it as a gift from Lorenzo. Yes, I wanted a lot of gifts from Lorenzo. I can afford them, but I wanted him to spoil me, I wanted him to make me feel like the wife everyone assumed I was. I just wanted a princess treatment from my husband, but I guess he was busy with other things, like dating my best friend and stabbing me in the back.