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Billionaire's revenge

Billionaire's revenge

What happens when Italy's most powerful billionaire, Alessandro Romano, discovers that he has been duped by Viktor Petrov, a Russian businessman who extorted billions of dollars from him? How does he react when he learns that the man is dead, depriving him of any chance of revenge and getting his money back? Cold and implacable, Alessandro has never forgiven the betrayal, but could this situation push him to extremes he never imagined? As he prepares to give up all hope of reparation, his personal detective uncovers a detail that turns everything upside down: Viktor's only daughter, Sofia. Could this young woman become his instrument of revenge? If Alessandro refuses to get attached, can he really remain indifferent to the one who has nothing to do with his father's crimes? Will he decide to use her to recoup the debt his father owes him, despite the dark secrets and unexpected obstacles that stand in his way? And even when he discovers that she is pregnant with another man's child, is he willing to ignore this crucial detail? As for Sofia, how far will she go to free herself from the chains of the past and escape Alessandro's machinations? And as she fights for her freedom, how far will Alessandro go to finally win her heart while satisfying his thirst for revenge? The stakes couldn't be higher. Who will win in this dangerous game where love and betrayal intertwine?
Heir of Revenge

Heir of Revenge

There's only one thing Fathia understands. How much she adores his touch and everything he can give her tonight. All the things that have ever crossed her mind are now vividly projected by the man. Relentlessly. Without pause. And what surprises Fathia even more is that everything seems real. But..., "Why?" Fathia asked in frustration. Her eyes wide open, glaring sharply as their breaths raced against each other. The man positioned himself right above her, giving a slight, dismissive smile. But truly, in the darkness of his eyes, the man couldn't wait any longer. It took her months to realize how tormented she was by the distance between them. "One... or two?" He withdrew his fingers that had been inside Fathia. The clear liquid from within enveloped them. Slowly, he brought those fingers to touch the flushed cheek of the girl beneath him. Fathia grumbled in annoyance. "I'm done!" She roughly pushed the man's body off hers. Quickly, she gathered the scattered clothes. Don't ask about her face; it's a complete mess. Her cheeks are burning red. Angry. "You sure?" Sebastian chuckled. His eyes seemed relaxed as he watched the ash-brown-haired girl start dressing. Some reddish marks from their previous intimacy were evident in a few spots. "Don't play games with me, Sebastian. Finish it," Fathia turned and gave him a piercing look. "Or I'm leaving." "Your choice. I just want to make sure both you and I are satisfied. That's all." Fathia rolled her eyes in exasperation. She quickly covered her thighs with a cloth. "Oh, I just remembered. I have plans with Kenzo in two hours." Fathia could see how his jet-black eyes clouded over again. The intimate aura from before changed so quickly. Was Fathia scared? No. Ah, it's more than just fear. She desired it too. In one swift move, the man pulled her back to him. Holding her tight without mercy. "In your dream!" Fathia laughed triumphantly. "Never play games with me, Sebastian. Never." Meanwhile ... Jess didn't pay much attention to her surroundings. Even if there was a powerful 10 on the Richter scale earthquake, Jess didn't care. Her world consisted of only; the cafe, the apartment, Fathia's house, and An Flower. Living peacefully without any disturbances, that was her hope. However, her life was no longer peaceful. Where a Dirdja followed her like a wart. Clung to her like a leech. Engaged her in debates until all the patience Jess had been exhausted. Jess had tried everything to get rid of him, even if she had to borrow Voldemort's magic wand to chant the Avada Kedavra spell. To erase Kenzo's existence from her life, of course. Where their conflict ultimately ended up in bed. Turning her world upside down as well... adding to the series of pain she experienced. Until she said in the saddest voice she had, "Please, stay away from me. Please." After being truly alone, is this really what Jess wants?" *** Enjoy ready this story to all my reader. Hope you like it.
The Billionaire's Secret, Their Fury, Our Fight

The Billionaire's Secret, Their Fury, Our Fight

The sterile hospital room smelled of disinfectant and my mother' s fading life, her hand a fragile anchor in mine. Then, a bombshell dropped: Mr. Sterling, the tech mogul plastered on magazine covers, was my biological father. My mother's dying breaths were a desperate plea to him: "Promise me you'll take care of her." He promised, just as the machine flatlined, leaving me an orphan. Thrown into his opulent world, I faced his glacial children, Olivia and Liam, who saw me as an unwelcome stain on their perfect lives, a "charity case," a "problem." Their disdain was a constant torment, especially when Tiffany and her clique at the elite boarding school used my illegitimate status to bully me relentlessly. No one helped. I was utterly alone, humiliated, my mother's death still raw, the world an unbearable weight. But when a fight in the hallway escalated, and I was blamed and abandoned, something inside me snapped. I was a castaway, drowning in their world, until Olivia and Liam returned, their cold indifference replaced by a terrifying, protective rage. They shattered Tiffany's bullying reign with brutal efficiency, and for the first time, I felt a strange, fierce belonging. In the aftermath, they revealed their own gilded cages, their dreams crushed by the same man who was now my father. Their pain became my purpose, their silent suffering a call to arms. They offered me a weapon, a chance to fight back for all of us: "Be our weapon, Chloe. Let us teach you." And in that moment, I knew I would learn their world, master their rules, and turn their father's own game against him.
Between the sheets of power

Between the sheets of power

Deep within the majestic surroundings of the Grand Canyon, nestled amidst untamed beauty, resides a wealthy and reclusive billionaire. Jeffrey Benson, a man of unparalleled riches and power, finds solace in his luxurious retreat. With a multi-billion-dollar empire instantly at his command and mistresses whisked away at his beck and call, he commands an air of dominance and authority. No one crosses the formidable Jeffrey, as he has become disillusioned by the deceptive and perilous nature of women he's encountered in the past. Enter Bethany Sinclair, a young and innocent soul, reminiscent of a delicate English rose. Driven by the desperate need to save her fledgling business, she ventures into Jeffrey's grand lair, seeking his support. However, Bethany's fate hangs by a thread, with a mere ten minutes to convince the ruthless billionaire to extend his aid. Within these fleeting moments, Bethany must navigate a life-altering decision, one that could shape her destiny indelibly. She can choose to depart, succumbing to defeat and allowing her debts to consume her ambitions. Alternatively, she can embrace the audacious gamble, brave enough to step into Jeffrey's opulent world and settle her debts in the depths of his embrace. The stage is set for a captivating dance of power, desire, and unforeseen consequences. As Bethany and Jeffrey collide in a perilous game, the undeniable pull of their mutual attraction becomes irresistible. Yet, can they navigate the treacherous paths of their own pasts and find solace in each other's arms? Will their arrangement be a fleeting respite or ignite an unquenchable flame?
The Price of Devotion: His Other Woman's Lies

The Price of Devotion: His Other Woman's Lies

I was Sarah Miller, Marcus Thorne' s wife, a public asset in his gleaming empire. Our life, from galas to high-stakes business, was a meticulously crafted facade. But Marcus' s true devotion was reserved for Vivian Hayes, his late partner' s widow and mother of his son, Leo. He canceled our feverish daughter Lily' s doctor' s appointment because Leo had a "sniffle." He fired a man for upsetting Vivian. I was always the shield, absorbing his neglect, but the line blurred when I confronted him about Vivian' s abuse of Lily. He didn' t just dismiss it; he raised his hand. Not at me, but at our own daughter. He slapped Lily, a sharp, sickening crack across her small cheek. Time stopped. Lily cried out, a small, choked sound. Marcus, his face a mask of cold indifference, simply muttered about "respecting Vivian." Later that night, reeking of Vivian' s cloying perfume, he attempted a reconciliation, only to abandon me again when she called with another supposed "panic attack." My little girl, her cheek still red, crept into my room, quietly, heartbreakingly. Her small hand found mine. "Mommy," she whispered, her voice clear despite the pain, "He' s left us for her a hundred times." Her words, old with a child' s painful wisdom, finally shattered the last, desperate shred of my endurance and hope. The final piece of my former self crumbled to dust. She looked at me, her eyes resolute. "Let' s go. We don' t need him." And in that moment, as she clung to me, I knew this wasn't just about escape. We wouldn't just leave quietly. No. We would make them pay. All of them.
Falling For My Dad's Best Friend

Falling For My Dad's Best Friend

Ava Monroe is struggling to pay for her college fees. After a terrible loss in business when her family went bankrupt overnight, Ava saw all her dreams shatter right in front of her eyes. It doesn't help that her family is obsessed with becoming wealthy again. The shock of being poor had turned them into something Ava could no longer recognize. However, eager for some quick money, Ava works as an escort over the summer before college begins. The money is good, and she hasn't had any strange experiences yet. That has to be worth something, right? Brian Reinhold is rich, successful and soon turning forty. But his home is anything but happy. After losing his sixteen-year-old daughter in a car crash, Brian doesn’t know how to go on with life anymore. Nothing makes sense. Nothing makes him lively. His friends believe Brian needs a break. A long pause in his hectic life so he could grieve and make amends for the sadness that is dousing him from inside. But instead of packing his bags and moving to his hometown, Brian thrusts himself more into work and pretends that moving on is a choice, not binding. But life takes a toll when the next client on Ava’s list turns out to be Brian Reinhold. The dear daddy of Valerie. Ava’s best friend. Now, Ava doesn’t know why the idea of sleeping with a man double her age is electrifying. Brian Reinhold might be forty soon, but he looks anything but old. His arms are a thing of beauty and his charming grey eyes can suck you in so deep that reality gladly withers away. But this arrangement has cons of its own. And truth has the power to destroy the lives they both care for.
Unmasking The Groom's Deceit

Unmasking The Groom's Deceit

The last thing I remembered from my first life was the fire. It wasn't a quick death. Mark wanted me to suffer, watching the flames eat my skin. I didn't give him the satisfaction. My final act was defiance, shattering a framed photo of Ashley Greene, the woman who destroyed my life. His roar of fury was the last thing I heard before darkness. Then, nothing. Until I woke up, in a luxurious armchair, the heavy satin of a wedding dress clinging to my unblemished skin. A mirror showed me Sarah Miller, on my wedding day, about to marry Mark Johnson, the man who would one day burn me alive. Memories of his torment and humiliation crashed into me, not a nightmare, but a dress rehearsal. His abuse started long before the fire, isolating me, dismantling my family's business, and forcing me to beg for repentance at Ashley' s corporate shrine. A soft knock interrupted the horrifying clarity. "Sarah? Are you ready? The car is waiting downstairs." It was Emily, my assistant, the snake who fed Ashley information. This time, my face was a mask of calm. "I'll be down in a minute, Emily." I walked to the window, overlooking the city, and saw her. Ashley Greene, in an identical wedding dress, already slipping into Mark' s penthouse. This was the moment it all began. In my past life, I ignored the doubt. This time, I felt nothing but cold certainty. My phone buzzed. "Sarah? Everyone is getting worried. Mark is waiting." I looked at my reflection. No longer a naive bride, but a ghost with a second chance. I didn't go downstairs. I didn't rush to confront them. Why stop the show when I already knew how it ended? This time, I wanted revenge. I walked toward the emergency exit, away from my old life, for good.
THE PERFECT REVENGE

THE PERFECT REVENGE

"And finally, to Vanessa Scott, I leave the entirety of Westwood Enterprises, including all real estate holdings, luxury brands, and international operations. Vanessa Scott is to be the sole owner of Westwood Enterprises. However, there is a condition..." Everyone in the room held their breath as Whitmore paused. "As per Jonathan Westwood's instructions," Whitmore continued, "Vanessa's inheritance and that of the members of the Westwood family mentioned in this will, can only be transferred upon her marriage to August Westwood." "To receive the inheritance," Whitmore continued, "Vanessa Scott must marry August Westwood within six months from the date of Mr. Westwood's passing. If they fail to marry, the inheritance will be revoked and distributed to charitable organizations across the globe." When billionaire CEO Jonathan Westwood collapses at the family dinner table, his death shatters the Westwood family. His son, August, is thrust into a web of suspicion and power struggles as the police uncover signs of foul play. In a family where secrets run deep, everyone-from his mother who holds a grudge against his father for his infidelity, to his ambitious older brother and enigmatic younger sister- is a suspect. Amid the turmoil, August finds comfort in Vanessa, his father's quiet and compassionate caretaker. Drawn to her warmth and understanding, he leans on her as he navigates the treacherous waters of grief and betrayal. Together, they unravel the threads of Jonathan's life, uncovering shocking truths about his family. But as August edges closer to the truth, alliances shift, motives blur, and the line between love and deception grows thin.