Vengeful Billionaire And His Lovers Novels & Stories

“Victor needs someone steady. Strategic. Not… attached.” Elena tasted blood where she had bitten her tongue. “You slept with him.” Serena smiled. “That’s usually how marriage starts.” The nearby guests pretended not to listen. Phones were raised anyway. Humiliation bloomed hot and suffocating. Victor checked his watch. “This is over. Leave.” Security began moving closer. Elena looked from him to Serena; at the diamonds, the silk, the stage that should have been hers, and understood something with brutal clarity.

he counters, frustration bleeding into his tone. "You've been acting like you don't care ever since I came back!" "How could I not care when I'm the one they're tearing apart? I'm the one being humiliated!" she yells, her voice cracking. "And you have the audacity to ask why I'm angry?" "What? I don't even know what you're talking about!" he exclaims, bewildered. "Oh, you know," she fires back. "You found yourself a rich fiancée, and now you want to get rid of me. What better way than to let the world think I'm some desperate employee chasing her boss?"

"That was me. I had to make sure you'd have nothing of his." I began to vent with a heaving chest, saying, "But why? I trusted you. I loved you, Gina. I took you like a sister, you–" "Oh, shut your face hole," Gina snapped, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest. "It has always been about you. Heather, this, Heather, that." Gina's eyes burned with hatred as she paused to have a once over at me. Her lips curled up in disgust. She continued, "You have always been stealing my shine. The world practically revolves around you. I fell in love with a man, and as usual, you snatched him from me simply because you were rich. And guess what?"

The phone went dead, and Valentine sat there, heart so full of both love and fear: the battle would be coming their way, but at present, she had to believe him—and that they'd survive together. Victoria Giupere paced her sumptuous bedroom, the clicking of her stiletto heels echoing off the marble floors. Her anger was a palpable mixture of jealousy and wounded pride. She could not think of how Arnulfo could betray her-not for some ordinary woman like Valentine. Her fists clenched at her sides as thoughts of Valentine consumed her.

Zaria The look of hatred in Tristan King’s face is so potent that it feels like it’s burning me from inside out. I try to take in a deep breath, but it’s impossible. I force my body not to tremble in front of him even though I’m terrified by his words. Revenge. Tristan King is back and he wants revenge. And I’m his main target. I stare at him in silence. His face is as hard as stone, dark hair styled and slicked in a way that makes it look magnetic. His grey eyes burn with anger and hatred for me, chiseled jaw clenched so tight I wonder if he won’t snap it into two.

“It is because Henry is dysfunctional. He has lots of issues, your love will never be enough for him, and you will wind up feeling inadequate, hating yourself, from one woman to another, it wouldn’t be your fault then, you just picked the wrong billionaire to fall in love with.” She let go of Ashley and non-too subtly wiped her hands with a towel, she gave one last long look at Asher. “What a lovely little family you got there. Truth be told, I have no regrets at all...” She shrugged. “Except of course not killing you for even thinking you could take my husband away from me!” she spat and sauntered off.

She was worried and requested that I tighten the security in my house and be very careful. "I've prepared some delicious food, mother. Should I bring it for you to eat?" I asked. She laughed and asked me to bring the food. I went to the kitchen and brought the food. She ate, and we began another discussion. "I met this beautiful girl while I was relaxing at Lagos Beach. Her beauty and physique were unmatched. Mother, I think I love this girl," I opened up to my mother, and she laughed. "Are you sure you're not just carried away by obsession? Why would you see a woman for the first time and start loving her? That's strange!" My mother understood the kind of person I was. I was the kind of bil

he said, laughing slightly as he followed me. I bit my lip when I heard what he said. Well, he has a point. He is indeed rich, and billions come into his account every month. My gosh! Until now, I couldn't believe that a billionaire like him was dating a poor single mom like me. "I hope I'm the same with you so that I can give all my time and attention to Agatha," I said to him as I went straight to the sink. "You can do that now, Kali. I'm your boyfriend now, and I'll take care of you and Agatha," he answered me.