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Billionaires Books for Women

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Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire Husband

Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire Husband

Finley was forced by her dying grandfather to marry Haiden Mitchell, a ruthless corporate executive, just to secure the family's billion-dollar empire. But right after their humiliating wedding, she discovered a sickening secret: he was hiding a dying mistress and a little boy who called him "Daddy." Desperate to escape the marriage, she recorded them at the hospital and showed the evidence to her grandfather, begging for an annulment. Instead, her grandfather coldly replied that loyalty was a luxury for the poor. As long as Haiden kept the stock prices high, he didn't care if the man had ten hidden bastards. To silence her, her grandfather froze all her trust funds, confiscated her phone, and abandoned her, leaving her entirely under Haiden's absolute control. Haiden even brought the illegitimate boy into their penthouse, pinning her against the wall with a ruthless threat. "You will act as his mother in public, or you will have absolutely nothing." Finley was completely trapped, stripped of her freedom and humiliated. She had always thought Haiden was just a greedy parasite waiting to drain the Blackwell fortune dry. That was until she found a highly confidential fax hidden under his coffee table. It bore an ancient, gothic crest—a lion holding a sword—a symbol far more terrifying and powerful than anything in the New York corporate world. Her blood ran cold. Who exactly was she married to?
Testing His Wife: The Billionaire's Secret

Testing His Wife: The Billionaire's Secret

Frieda married Dewitt believing he was just a struggling middle-manager, living in a cramped apartment with only seventy-two dollars left to her name. She had no idea her cold husband was actually a ruthless billionaire running a cruel psychological test on her. Convinced she might be a gold digger, Dewitt gave her a meager allowance, keeping the divorce papers ready the moment she showed any greed. While Dewitt secretly judged her every move, Frieda suffered endlessly. At her toxic workplace, she was relentlessly bullied by her arrogant in-laws and mocked for her scuffed shoes. Even after she risked her life to protect his grandmother from an armed mugger and exposed her own hidden tech genius, her coworkers still treated her like trailer-park trash. They cornered her on the street, pointing fingers in her face. "You are a shameless, gold-digging whore! A billionaire would never want you!" She endured the humiliation, having just rejected a priceless no-limit black card from his family out of pure principle. She truly believed she and her husband were fighting through poverty together. She had no idea her "poor" husband was watching her every struggle from the tinted windows of a hidden Maybach across the street. But when her bullies finally pushed too far and raised a hand to strike her, the icy wall around the billionaire's heart completely shattered. Dewitt tore up the divorce papers, his eyes turning pitch black with murderous rage. "If anyone ever raises a hand to her again, break it."
His Obsessive Claims, Her Twisted Submission

His Obsessive Claims, Her Twisted Submission

They say love doesn't care when. It doesn't ask why. It doesn't lie. But for Sapphire Smith, her lover was a liar. She's almost perfect, but one problem stood in her way... Touch aversion. It's a condition she's lived with for eight years, and she desires to be free. After getting cheated on by her husband, Wilson DeVille, on their wedding night, she approached him-the Devil in disguise, Dr. Tristan DeVille, a psychologist.  He broke her once more just to fix her to his taste. To him, she became his possession the moment she walked into that office. It was meant to be a psychologist-patient relationship. He craved more than that. She was supposed to be his sister-in-law, but she became his obsession. She wasn't someone he could escape. She was someone he didn't want to escape. He craved every inch of her, and now... he made her crave him too. She may call it love; for him, it wasn't. They say there is a very thin line between love and obsession. He saw the line as clear as day, and he chose to cross it. He knew love could never be enough to claim her. She had to be obsessed; only then would his desire to fight and claim her be fueled. He's her helper, she's his healer... Together, they'll redeem themselves, not in holiness but in sinful hell. Their world of craving and desire seemed perfect, until the secrets began unfolding... Secrets that threatened to break them apart. Would they fight, or would they let themselves drown in the darkness growing deep within them? She seeks healing from her devil. He seeks redemption from his angel. When darkness meets light, what happens? Destruction.
Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right

Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right

As their wedding approaches, Britney catches her fiancé, Conrad, cheating on her with her own cousin, Stephanie. Resolute, she calls off the engagement immediately. That same day, she suffers a car accident but is fortunately rescued by a mysterious man. Upon waking up in the hospital, Britney, still shaken by her near-death experience, gazes at the stranger who saved her. A bold thought crosses her mind, she looks up at Manuel Castro and says, "Marry me, and I'll support you financially!" Manuel raises an eyebrow, gazing at this disheveled yet determined woman, and to her surprise, he agrees, "Alright." Britney had heard that men stationed at the training area and don't have many day offs, with few women around them, so she assumes a marriage to him would shield her from romantic entanglements and let her focus on her own life. Expecting a carefree life post-marriage, Britney is taken aback when, within just two months, Manuel completely overturns her assumptions. Every evening, he returns home early, pulling her gently into his arms, his gaze warm with affection and deep longing. The tender passion he shows leaves her no room to escape. One morning, as the soft sunlight filters through the bedroom, Britney wakes to see Manuel still asleep beside her, frustration and irritation filling her mind. "Mr. Castro, shouldn't you be back at the training base by now?" she asks. He opens his sleepy eyes, a mischievous smile playing at his lips. "Didn't someone promise to support me?" Britney, rubbing her sore back, feels a strong sense of foreboding. But before she can protest, Manuel pulls her back into his embrace, whispering softly in her ear, "Your husband is temporarily off duty."
Fallen Lust

Fallen Lust

Pompous silver eyes, generating his arrogance and irresistible appeal. A deceiving good looks that is scandalous. This is how Jeneviv described the man who ruined the life of her sister. As he watched her, nothing else stuck in his mind but obscenity. Gabrielle Andromeda. he is coldly famous for making turning bunch of women cry. Sitting at the bar counter, he was alone this time. He seemed to have his own world in that noisy place. He had been following this man for several weeks. it has been approached by socialites there for a while but no one is lucky enough to get its elusive attention. It's been a year since the death of her sister Jeneva. He could not forgive the man who ruined his brother's future and pushed him to take his own life. he motioned to the bartender and added a drink. He glanced at the man again as the music and the color of the lights changed. Two socialites came here again. But like others, he also left disappointed. How many are those already? he could no longer follow the number. He interrupted his sip of his wine when he suddenly looked at her behavior. She tried to strike a sweet smile. But it took the sight back. Will the man also scold her if she approaches? Come what may. He will try anyway. he will not miss the opportunity he has been waiting for a long time. Jeneviv took a deep breath and collected her air. It's now or never. He left his seat and approached Gabrylle Andromeda. "Hi!" He gave her his sweetest smile. it did not return his greeting. He didn't even look at her when he sat on the stool next to the one she was sitting on. He probably thought he was just the same as the girls who were hanging around earlier. She inhaled deeply. Is he drunk and his eyes are deceiving him? this guy is three times gorgeous up-close. Those snob silver eyes are terribly beautiful that it sucked her in. "What do you want?" he asked still not looking at her. It is true. This man is the king of blasphemy. "Why are you alone?" "Did it bother you?" Wrong move. it just seemed to get more and more grumpy. He turned the chair to face it. "Gabrylle Andromeda, buy me." He is no longer swimming. They are also going to talk like this. I just hope it will bite his drama. So he can start the plan. "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested. besides, a minor like you shouldn't be here in this place." He almost laughed at his impression. Does he look at him as a minor? He looked at himself. Does he look like he's still in high school? "I'm an adult. I'm twenty-two years old." "Still a minor." he signaled to the bartender and added a drink. He snorted. What is an adult on this planet? Forty? Fifty years old? "I'm not joking." He grunted. "I'm selling myself to you." He just looked at her there. Its sharp gaze is menacing. but he did not move. "Well, would you like to buy me?" He was upset. "Give me a reason to do that." "I can make you happy."