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Billionaires Books for Women

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The Secret Billionaire-

The Secret Billionaire-

Moving cities to protect my safety was my choice. Falling for the billionaire who owned half the city was fate. Baltimore was the fresh start I needed and the minute I arrived everything fell into place. An amazing apartment, a fantastic job, an instant best friend, and a tall, broad, gorgeous man who was very skilled with his hands. Eddie is the maintenance man at my new apartment building and he promised me the world and showed me how a real man takes care of his woman. As a nurse at Baltimore's busiest hospital, I was used to taking care of everyone else. Eddie made it his mission to take care of me. But like everything in my life, good things never last long and when tragedy strikes, I find out Eddie isn't who he said he is. I made the decision to relocate cities in order to preserve my safety. The billionaire who controlled half of the city and me falling for him was fate. I needed a new beginning, and as soon as I arrived in Baltimore, everything fell into place. A tall, broad, gorgeous man who was very skilled with his hands, an amazing apartment, a fantastic job, and an instant best friend. My new apartment building's maintenance worker, Eddie, made me promises and demonstrated how a real man treats his woman. I was accustomed to caring for everyone else while working as a nurse at Baltimore's busiest hospital. Eddie set out to look after me. But as with everything in my life, good fortune never lasts forever, and I learn that Eddie isn't who he claimed to be when tragedy strikes. We have polar opposites in every way. The multibillionaire Edward Rothschild possesses everything money could possibly buy. He exudes a commanding aura. I can't even afford to buy food but I have pink hair and tattoos. Eddie is not the only one keeping secrets, but he won't let our differences get in the way. The problem with secrets is that they always surface. And mine could end up destroying us.
The Billionaire's Sweetest Regret

The Billionaire's Sweetest Regret

"Why don't we enjoy the night?" The two went to the dance floor. He found her so attractive. No make up and no makeup but she is beautiful in her own way.. Without even knowing. The young man's hand went to her waist and pulled her closer "You're so damn hot" This is what the man said that caused her to wrap her hands in his neck. And the young man kissed the man without saying a word. It was like they were drowning in what they both drank because in the middle of the dancefloor they kept kissing each other deeply. where the young man's hand traveled to have the captain but he ended up touching her butt. and he found himself.. He's Aroused. "I want you badly.. But not here.." The young man kicked the doors until he found an empty room. The girl was almost on his shoulder. when he entered, he immediately grabbed her with a kiss and lifted her dress. Exposing only her bra and panties "Beautiful" he gasped. Kyla's eyes are already closed, But she can feel every kiss of the young man on her. She was not in the right frame of mind but she found that she likes it. the way he touches her in every part of her body, She felt kisses on her neck down to her chest, She let out a moan when she felt the man's mouth on her chest. His left hand is caressing her right breast while his other hand is on her thighs. the young man kissed her chest deeply that caused her to moan loudly. His kiss went down her belly to her womanhood. He carefully opened his eyes but, He already started sucking her and makes her grab his head to kiss.whe He felt her wetness he tried inserting one finger into her womanhood as she moaned. She's wet and he can't resist. As he thurst his finger in hers he slowly leaned and licked her clit faster and faster... She on the other side can't explain the sensation she was feeling. where his hand crawled and he didn't know where to hold on to. It was her first and god damn it! This guy is so good! "Ahhh!!!!!!" She shouted when she felt her deep wetness "It's beautiful Babe" He said with an evil smile. when he felt she's ready, He already positioned himself on top of her and gradually, Inserting his manhood on hers. It hadn't gone in completely before she burst into tears. He kissed her eyes down to her lips. He intertwined his fingers into hers and started moving. He thrusted slower and then faster. her tears kept rolling down to her cheeks but he always kissed her eyes. That's what makes the young man wonder because of how much he's fucked, he's always rough and hard. But the girl is not. Instead he felt gentle and a lot of caring for her. he pressed more and more until they reached the climax.
Mommy is back! The Substitute Wife

Mommy is back! The Substitute Wife

Chantelle Collins was once living a life of opulence and privilege, with everything she could ever desire within her grasp. She possessed not only remarkable beauty but also an array of talents that set her apart from the rest. However, fate had a different plan in store for her, and her world came crashing down when her family's fortune vanished overnight, leaving them destitute. The weight of her parents' insurmountable debt burdened her, leaving her feeling lost and unsure of how to repay such a colossal amount. The relentless debt collector demanded that she settle every outstanding penny owed by the Collins family. Little did she know that amidst her struggles, her long-lost childhood sweetheart would resurface, bringing with him a glimmer of hope. But unbeknownst to her, his intentions were far from noble, as he aimed to possess her as his own. Jax Rogers, the formidable and tyrannical billionaire behind the Rogers Group, had a hold on Chantelle like no other. Their relationship had been a cruel fairytale, filled with betrayal and manipulation. Despite her best efforts, Chantelle found it impossible to fill the void left by Jax's late wife, yet she remained by his side, determined to make their love work. How long could she endure his oppressive beliefs about love? How far was she willing to go to prove her worth as a replacement wife?
Too Late For Regret, Mr. Morrison

Too Late For Regret, Mr. Morrison

I came home exhausted from an eighteen-hour hospital shift, just wanting to rest in the bed my husband of three years rarely shared with me. Instead, I found his mistress sprawled on our bedroom floor in a pool of stage blood, holding a knife and screaming that I had pushed her and killed her baby. My husband, Kian, rushed in. He didn't care that I was still in my wrinkled scrubs, nor did he look at the blatantly fake ultrasound she threw on the floor. "Shut up, you vicious bitch." He shoved me out of the way so hard that my head cracked open against the sharp marble fireplace. As real blood gushed down my face and blinded me, he simply scooped her up and walked out, leaving me bleeding on the floor while the house staff watched in disgust. As I lay there gasping, my medical training cut through the haze. The chronic weakness and dizzy spells I'd suffered for months weren't from overwork. Kian had been slowly poisoning me. I had played the meek, invisible wife for three years, enduring his coldness and his cheating. I didn't understand how the man I married could not only frame me, but actively try to murder me just to clear the way for his secret lover. I dragged myself up, stitched my own torn scalp without a single tear, and pulled out my hidden military-grade laptop. I signed the divorce papers to claim my guaranteed half of his ten-billion-dollar trust fund, and logged back into my old hacker alias. The meek wife was dead.