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seeing that she had finally shut him up, she continued. “I know what the scandal two years ago did to you and your business. I’m pretty sure you won’t be able to handle another scandal like that. I can just see it, DAVID HENSON- THE IMPOTENT BILLIONAIRE. Ohh, that would be classic,” she laughed bitterly. David glared at her, despite him finding her still beautiful. “Are you threatening me, Miss?” “Hell no! How dare I?” She scoffed, a twinkle in her eyes, “I’m just telling you to tread carefully. A million dollars is nothing to a billionaire like you. Besides, you do need my help.”

Monstrous Love is not a sequel of Billionaire's Madness but it's only a story of Hunter knight's life. You can directly read that story but yeah there will be a use of these characters. Happy Reading ahead. Also do give a try to my other stories as well. Spread the purple heart.

Belovet asked not believing her ears "Yeah, it was fun, he's a multi billionaire Beloveth, he's the owner of Alex Empire,, I am just saying that to explain more, I am not running after his money... Just that I can't cope with a broke nigga " Chloe said hugging herself "so,,, is there something special in that.. " Beloveth scold "geez, you are too boring, I am actually telling you my personal affairs.. Can't believe you are responding this way.. " Chloe said feeling hurt

Placing the coffee on the table and passed me the Ipad, which I immediately swiped open. I could see the golden grin formed on the corner of his lips as I checked in with the news. TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS OLD, BILLIONAIRE/ BUSINESS TYCOON. ZANE CREED HAS BEATEN THE LIKES OF NATASHA TAYLOR, RICHARD MOFURE, MOHAMMED KUMAR, AND OTHERS TO BECOME THE NO. 1 BUSINESS TYCOON IN THE WORLD WITH NETWORTH US$200.5 BILLION. ZANE IS KNOWN AS THE FOUNDER OF AINSOFT AND WHITE ORIGIN ( THE WORLD'S LARGEST GAME COMPANY). Click here for more info...

It even looks like she's not trying so hard but she still succeed with everything she does. Some eyes flew silently to where September was seated. Despite the lack of light in the venue, people could still make out September's silhouette easily. Some young women can't help but sigh a sigh of defeat as they stare at the eye-candy man ahead. Damn. She even hit the jackpot with her husband! How lucky was Maeve to have everything she have? A luxurious life, pretty face, exceptional talents and a one in a billion kind of husband! Did she save the world in her past life?

“The Combs name is old money, Sharon. My grandfather built the foundation, my father expanded it, and I run the business now. Technology is only one part of it.” I frowned. “Only one part?” “There are hotels, media investments, real estate, and a few other things,” he said. I stared at him. I had known he was rich, but hearing it plainly made the truth heavier. James had always acted powerful, but now I understood the difference. James controlled the world around him, while Xavier belonged to a world much larger than that. Maybe Xavier saw the change in my face, because he said, “You do not need to look so worried.”

"They’re the ones who kept us in the loop. Every time they wanted 'one more chapter,' we had to relive the pain. We had to lose the child again. We had to fight Vivienne again." "Exactly," a new voice boomed. From the shadows stepped a figure that was neither Julian nor Vivienne. It was a man made of Courier New Font, his body a shifting mass of letters and punctuation. The Author-Construct. "The 'Billionaire Romance' is a closed-loop economy, Clara," the Construct said, his voice sounding like the clacking of an old typewriter. "The readers provide the 'Attention-Currency,' and we provide the 'Emotional-Yield.' But Julian Thorne has performed a Illegal Buy-Back. He’s trying to take the char

she said simply. I stared at her, waiting for the punchline. When it didn’t come, I laughed, a short, bitter sound. "Is this some kind of joke?" "Not at all," she said in all seriousness. "The man in question is a billionaire. He needs a wife, and we need someone desperate enough to take the deal. And Y-O-U, my dear, fits the bill perfectly." The words stung, but I couldn’t deny the truth in them. I was desperate. Homeless. Heartbroken. Seeking revenge.

******** When I talk of a sl*t–slave, I mean a professional hooker, and believe me, Lily was a dirty one. Nevertheless, she applauded being caged in slavery. I mean she could control this–forbidden obsession. Her precious, princess life died–out immediately when she made an erroneous choice. And marrying this billionaire of the south was her toughest decision ever. However, she was getting used to the d*mn guilt. Lily grabbed the doorway frame and voluptuously undid the straps holding her dress from the back. Soon, her woollen, short dress dropped on the floor, exposing her womanhood. It was a tempting beginning, just the way Ahmed liked with her.

There's no way that ass could be this self centered and fuckin stupid! “I assure you, Mr. Holmes,” the lawyer said carefully, “these documents were authenticated. His signature, his seal—everything is legitimate.” I could feel the heat rising in my chest. “LEGITIMATE MY ASS!? YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE THAT THE MOST RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE IN TOWN JUST GAVE OFF HIS PROPERTIES TO SOME DAMN CHARITY WHEN HE'S GOT TWO LIVING MOTHERFUCKING SONS?!” “Please, calm down—”