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He is a Tillionaire. .

And one name at the top of the contact list that made the air in my lungs feel like lead: Julian Thorne. ​Everyone knew Julian. He was the kind of billionaire who didn't just buy companies; he dismantled them for sport. He was young, famously cold, and had a reputation for being a shark in a five thousand dollar suit. He lived in a penthouse that touched the clouds while I was sitting on a floor that was probably infested with roaches. ​I looked at my four dollars. Then I looked at the messaging window. ​I didn't think about the consequences. If I thought about it, I’d get scared. And fear doesn't pay for a flight to Bali or put food on the table. I moved my fingers over the keyboard, the pl

"And then..." "No." "And then..." "Elena.” I whined. "You completely forgot Sebastian existed." I covered my face. "Oh my God." Stacy laughed. "You looked at Liam like the rest of us weren't even in the room." "I did not." "You absolutely did." I groaned again, neither woman showed mercy. "Do you realize how insane this is?" Elena asked. "I don't want to know." "One of the richest men in New York is interested in you." I opened my mouth then closed it because technically, she wasn't wrong unfortunately.

"Tsk tsk, it's a shame honestly for a business owner like you not to know about important businessmen. I mean your father is a billionaire, shouldn't you know all these things and, are you not even meant to research your clients to know more about them?" "Why would I?, when I have you and can now you stop with the lectures and tell me who he is!" Megan snapped. She cleared her throat. "Okay. Now, I shall begin. First of all, he has the number one entertainment company in the whole world with branches all around the world and number two..." She leaned closer to her. " He also an airline." She squealed. "Is that all?"

It was meant to be a greeting, but if I can, I will kiss her from hands down to her breasts. Andrea quickly withdrew her hands from me. “Thank…you” She muttered, her words breaking into bits. It seems she can't control herself either and I'm loving it. Hopefully, they don't feel the tension between us. “That is my Dad. Diego Affleck, Andrea. One of the Richest billionaires in New York, California, Los Angeles. Doesn't rank less than 20th in Forbes.” Fred boasted and Andrea gave him a wryly nod. She couldn't really grasp anything and was trying to keep herself in place.

"Mr. Calder, I'd like you to meet my wife, the lovely Sophia." The man turned his head, my polite practiced smile froze on my face and blood drained from my head. He was the same man I had snapped at. His dark eyes seemed to see right through me, his strong, severe jawline twitched and I felt shiver down my spine. Ethan Calder is not just a billionaire, he was the billionaire. A legend in the tech and finance world. A ruthless, private man from the one percent of the one percent, known for crushing his competition and for never ever suffering fools.

Liliana: “Irene, seriously, Nathan is not bad at all. If he became your boyfriend, he’d be a thousand times better than Perry.” Liliana obviously wanted me to get over my breakup, so she started putting “dangerous ideas” in my head. I weakly shook my head and sighed. She had it all wrong. Other than that one night, there was nothing between me and Nathan—and there never would be. We came from two different worlds. What kind of man was Nathan Spence? With a flick of his wrist, he could shake the entire Milshire. He owned properties and businesses all over the country. He kept a low profile, but everyone knew he was a billionaire.

“You don’t know who I am, do you?” Lena snorted. “I’m guessing someone rich, powerful, and incredibly used to hearing the word yes.” “Rafael Blackthorne.” Her hand paused mid-air. The name was familiar. The tabloids. The real estate empire. The luxury clubs. The model girlfriends. The lawsuits. She glanced at him again—yep. It tracked. “Cool,” she said, unfazed. “Still going to need you to pay in cash if your card has more scandals than credit.”

Milana said with a pout. Don't worry he is someone great, Ophelia said with assurance. Who is he? Is he some kind of assistant to a billionaire son, is he some kind of wretched person who gets me here through connection? Milana yelled almost crying. He is a billionaire, Milana I swear to God, it's just that I can't introduce him to you now but I will surely do when it's time. Ophelia said consoling her. Are you sure? Between him and Dave Sinclair who is richer? Milana asked with a pout.