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Billionaires Books for Women

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Too Late, Billionaire: Watch Me Leave

Too Late, Billionaire: Watch Me Leave

For three years, Ciara played the perfect, invisible protocol wife to billionaire Jordon Webb. But on the day she finally held a positive pregnancy test, he abandoned her mid-sentence to rush to the side of his ex-lover, Jasmine. Seeking answers, Ciara went to his Wall Street office, only to be publicly humiliated by his family. His cousin intentionally poured scalding espresso over her hand, leaving her skin blistered and raw. "She's a protocol wife. She knows her place. She's replaceable." Hearing Jordon's cold words to his friends shattered her. When he finally appeared, instead of defending his injured wife, he furiously scolded her for causing a scene and ruining his company's image. That night, while Jordon stayed at the hospital holding a perfectly fine Jasmine in his arms, Ciara was left completely alone in their dark, empty penthouse. A sudden, agonizing cramp ripped through her abdomen. She suffered a devastating miscarriage, bleeding out on the cold marble floor with no one to answer her cries. A decade of loving him had left her with a dead baby, a ruined hand, and absolute despair. Why did she have to lose her child while he fiercely protected the woman who mocked her existence? The next morning, her sorrow burned away into cold, hardened ash. Ciara signed the divorce papers, waiving all alimony, and left them behind. Jordon had no idea that his docile, charity-case wife was actually LUNA, the world-famous anonymous couture designer. She packed her bags, walked out of the penthouse, and prepared to take her life back.
Veils Of Secrets

Veils Of Secrets

I was never supposed to be here. Wearing my sister's wedding gown, standing at the altar, and getting married to a man who hardly looked at me. Long ago, Nadia Rivers, the silent daughter of a wealthy family, exchanged her voice for secrets. Now, I'm forced into an arranged marriage with Derick Steele, the icy billionaire who views me as merely a shadow in his flawless, strong existence. Derick doesn't know me. He doesn't know that I am not the submissive, quiet wife he thinks I am. He doesn't know that the silence I live in is a lie I was forced to tell following a tragic event that still affects me to this day. He doesn't know that every look he gives me, so full of unsaid tension but also indifference, makes my world burn. But, when an unidentified blackmailer threatens my life and brings secrets to light, our brittle, cold arrangement starts to fall apart. Derick dismisses the threats with a terrifying voice, "Call me when there's a body." I should be frightened. Instead, I'm enraged. Because I have been concealing secrets of my own. Secrets that might end up destroying us both. What Derick doesn't know is that I've already tangled with the real enemy. The threats I've been faking to make to gauge his lack of interest were only the start. Now, I'm being used as a pawn by someone with nothing to lose and everything to gain. The stakes are higher than ever, and the danger isn't just outside our walls, it's in the shadows of this very house. As Derick's icy exterior transforms into something far more dangerous-something possessive, something protective. I find myself caught in a storm of passion and danger. His touch burns, his whispers break me, and his hidden feelings terrify me more than the threats against my life. But, in a world where love is a weapon and every action we take draws us more into a web of deceit, treachery, and deadly truths, trust is a delicate thing. The past is catching up with both of us, and when it does, it might not just destroy this marriage. It might destroy us. What happens when the silence breaks?
'The Billionaire's Stolen Heritage

'The Billionaire's Stolen Heritage

"Boss, she's here." The leader of the long-lost PSG turns out to be an English-speaking grasshopper! That's probably why he didn't acknowledge her earlier, because he couldn't understand her. The man with his back turned slightly nodded in recognition. After that, they were left alone in that spacious room. Hannah smirked, knowing she was in trouble with this cocky Boss of the gangsters. It was a big mistake to untie her hands. Even though this Boss was towering and broad-shouldered, he wouldn't stand a chance if they were to wrestle. Yes, she'd hit him repeatedly until he coughed up coins. The audacity of dragging her in front of his people! No one could do that to her! "So, you're the Boss, face me then! What do you want from me?!" she yelled fearlessly, even though his henchmen were just outside. The man didn't respond. This only infuriated her more. "You're so arrogant! I told you to face me!" The man placed the red-wine-filled glass he was holding onto the side table nearby. She was getting annoyed because he seemed indifferent to what she was saying. After displaying that power in front of her, he acted like he wanted her to kneel just for a bit of attention? Of all things she disliked, it was people like him—arrogant and full of self-importance just because they were rich! "If you think I'm scared of you because of the number of your henchmen outside, you're wrong! If you don't want to get hurt, release me now!" No answer. Damn it. Did it have to be in Spanish? "When someone talks to you, you face them, okay? Are you an alien? Can't you understand english? Do you want me to kick you??" She noticed his hands clenching, probably irritated by what she said. He slowly turned towards her. Her jaw dropped literally. Her eyes widened. She blinked ten times. Sweat started forming on her forehead even though the room was cool. Those intelligent brows... Those firm and arrogant lips... And the icy cold stare... Is this for real? It's like he was ripped from the pages of the Prince of Hell magazine and brought to life before her, Prince of Hell #2 in flesh and breathing. Goodness gracious! Not just her jaw, even her heart, liver, and kidneys fell for him! Her whole system went into a riot, because the man she'd desired for a long time was right in front of her now!
My Stone-Hearted Billionaire Husband

My Stone-Hearted Billionaire Husband

"I own you now, so you don't get to call the shots.” He leaned in closer, his hot breath fanning against her ear. “You're mine, and you will do as I say, Wifey.” *********** A few weeks before her wedding, Kourtney Allen’s perfect world comes crashing down when she discovers her fiancé cheating with her biological sister, Kathlyn. She rushes home to seek support, only to get slapped by her father. She then realized her parents approved of the affair because Kathlyn was their favorite child. Sebastian, the strikingly handsome city’s most powerful billionaire who suffers from an unusual allergy to females is surprised and intrigued to find he feels no adverse effects with Kourtney. He crafts a cunning scheme that ends in a flash marriage. But, how will Kourtney come to terms with being his wife when he was the exact kind of man she despised the most? An arrogant, domineering, and unfeeling psychopath with an ego the size of Mount Everest! He was dubbed by the media as “The Stone-Hearted CEO” due to his terrible personality. To HIM, marriage meant control, dominance, and ownership of his possession - HER. Yet, Kourtney swore to break free from his obsessive clutches. When the secret behind her birth is revealed to the world, and when his first love returns to claim his heart, would he finally let HER go?