Vengeful Billionaire And His Lovers 소설 & 이야기

he had no interest in knowing what she did with her previous partners. She belched "Oh right. You know Style Loft?" "I'm on my way" it was a club designed for the rich and famous. They only had one rule. If you weren't famous then you'd have to be rich. It was where the self entitled rich kids went to show off. Their conversation only about how much money they had in their bank accounts and the yachts they bought last week. He wouldn't be caught dead going there. Yet here he was, rushing to go get Eva. Couldn't she have chosen another place?

She almost stumbled on her place seeing him like this and said softly "So that's why you were refusing to have sex with me, but Mark I love you!" "Just because we did it few times, you think I will fell in love with you and now I'm betraying you by getting married to someone else right! Don't try to act innocent with me Scarlett" "But Mark..." She tried to stop him, but he didn't. "You listen to me carefully, I pay you because you work for me so don't make it personal, and it's not that I forced you or something, it's you who throw yourself upon me everyday so don't even think of playing victim"

suddenly, my head hurt, but I didn't let him notice it. But what is the reason why his mom doesn't like her? "My mom wants me to marry someone who has the same standard as me, but I love Sofia even if she's not rich. She did everything to make me leave her and even brought my ex, Nathalie," Nathalie? His fiancé now? But why is he with Nathalie if he still loves Sofia?

Christine snapped, “you weren’t. The press are already having a field day. Do you realize what you’ve done? You made a spectacle of yourself-of us! Fighting Blackwell like some drunken street thug!” “Enough, Mother.” “No, not enough!” She strode closer, her heels striking against the marble. “Do you want to hand our rivals the narrative? ‘Ashbourne heir unhinged, brawling over his ex-wife.’ Is that what you want the world to see?” Something inside him snapped. He raised his head, meeting her eyes with a ferocity she hadn’t seen in years. “I don’t care! I don’t care what they think or don’t think! Do you want to know the truth? Fine. I fought because I still love her. I still love Scarlett.”

Elena pov The coffee's gone cold in my cup but I can't seem to care, my fingers hover over my phone screen as I stare at the notification that just shattered my morning into a thousand pieces. Billionaire Alexander Harrington Spotted Leaving Hotel with Mystery Woman at 3 AM. The headline screams at me and I click it even though every part of me knows I shouldn't. My name is Elena Martin-Harrington, twenty-seven years old, wife to one of New York's most powerful billionaires, mother to a beautiful, three-year-old boy, and apparently the most pathetic woman in Manhattan.

"I bought you for fifty million euros, little bird. Not to love you... but to break you."Vivienne Sterling (19) was once the billionaire princess of New York’s high society. But after her evil stepmother frames her for a corporate crime, her father publicly disowns her and strips her of her name. With no money and a fake passport, Vivienne is exiled to Europe only to be captured and put on a secret, elite marriage auction stage. Don Lucian De Vitis (28) is the ruthless, scarred monarch of the French Mediterranean mafia. He lives for one thing: revenge against the Sterling family who tried to ruin his empire. When he sees Vivienne on the auction block, he doesn't see a woman he sees the perf

“They’re building a narrative.” Of course they were. Corporate media loved it. And a billionaire divorcing his wife while she was secretly pregnant? The headlines practically wrote themselves. “Kill it,” I said coldly. “We’re trying.” “No,” I snapped quietly. “Not containment. Find the leak.” Victor exhaled sharply. “This isn’t just business anymore.” I stared toward the staircase. Toward the room upstairs where my daughter was trying not to be afraid inside her own home. “No,” I said evenly. “Now it’s personal.”

This set of accessories had caused a massive sensation in Green city, he had personally designed it and there was a story behind it, it had been auctioned off in one of the biggest auction houses and lots of ladies were bidding for it, everyone wanted to own a single pair of this accessories. The set of accessories had been auctioned off individually and Draco learned that it was sold off at a high price, he was surprised that the eldest miss had not only bought the necklace, she had even gotten the bracelet and earrings. " This set of accessories was called ' a lover's present', it was personally designed by me, and each pair of accessory had a starting bid of two hundred million, I'm quite

"I don't want your money. I'm not that type of woman!" I crumpled up the card in my hand and flung it back at him, my hand shaking. He looked at it on the floor but didn't stoop down and pick it up. "You'll get it after I'm gone," he shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. "You're acting. That's all." "Acting?" I struggled to get the word out, horrified. "Do you have any idea what it's like to be unloved in your own home? To give all—your body, your health, your soul—and be treated as a