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A Contract With A Billionaire Heir

A Contract With A Billionaire Heir

Ezra and Storm Gomez were born as twins, and being the second born, Storm is happy because the responsibilities assigned to the heir of their family depends on his twin brother Ezra as the firstborn. As the second born Storm is safe from the orders and he is happy to live his life in his way and being free is what he really wants. That's what he thought, not until his twin brother's death! As the first son, his twin brother will succeed his father in their family business. Azrel Gomez wants one of his twins ready to take over the reins if needed. Ezra is ready for the role. He was born for it, and Storm is the opposite. Ezra had the charisma, intelligence, and unwavering business sense to have taken their company to new heights. Storm is the spare son and he was very happy with it. He never wanted this company. He never aspired to be in the spotlight or crave what the CEO position brings. Now, he will never escape it. He knows it's coming after his twin's death. Before the ink dries on his twin's death certificate, his father had a plan. While Ezra had the drive to succeed in his father's career, Storm just wanted to live a quiet life away from the responsibilities that their father gave them. It was almost within his grasp until his twin's death! *** Storm and Aira got married to secure the future of their families' respective multi-billion companies. They should remain married and have a son. At first, Aira waits for Storm, but when she sees that between them will be a loveless marriage, she finds passion elsewhere in her acting and modeling career. Storm had hoped for a happy marriage but dragged by his father to an arranged marriage. When he finds out that his wife is just as apathetic as her brother, he stays only to fulfill his duties as a husband in paper for the sake of their deal. When he sees his wife in a TV interview, he discovers a whole new side of Aira, a side he only wished existed. In the midst of family chaos and business rivalries, can these two people find true love? Storm is determined to be more than a billionaire heir husband, but can Aira allow herself to fall for a complete stranger?
After Divorce, Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

After Divorce, Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

“Gabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?” Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. “This is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actions…?” Leonica’s words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek. Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously. “The nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!” He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. “Bare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, I’d much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.” *~*~* *~*~* Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norway’s Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her family’s long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved. Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabriel’s grandmother’s funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him. But that wasn’t the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabriel’s declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news. She was two months pregnant. And Gabriel knew nothing about this!
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 Wife They Tried to Erase: A Cold Comeback

The Wife They Tried to Erase: A Cold Comeback

The sterile office felt colder than usual as Commander Davis slid a folder across the table, marking a point of no return. "Ava Mitchell, this is your last chance to back out." My once-vibrant life was about to become a calculated disappearance, replaced by the clandestine world of Agent Nightingale. I was ready to vanish. Or so I thought. Six years of playing the devoted wife to Ben Carter, a tech CEO, had hollowed me out. His "savior," Leah Thompson, his childhood sweetheart, had wormed her way into our home, and my son, Leo, idolized her as "Auntie Leah," making me feel like a prop in my own life. The breaking point arrived on a rock-climbing trip. Ben's dismissive tone, Leah's triumphant smirk, and Leo's words, "Mommy, please? Auntie Leah isn' t afraid," shattered any remaining hope. In that moment, I knew I had to escape this gilded cage. I walked away from the mountain, leaving behind the screaming, the accusations, and the life that was no longer mine. Back home, I systematically erased Ava Mitchell: my lawyer drew up divorce papers, I liquidated my assets, shredded photo albums, and even gave up my parental rights to Leo, blocking a tearful Ben and my son' s heartbroken cries. The pain was physical, but it hardened into an unbreakable resolve. Then came the messages, the perfect family photos of Ben, Leo, and Leah at the school play, Leah wearing my anniversary necklace. My old life was being replaced, piece by piece, before Ava Mitchell was even officially "dead." The final blow came from an "Eternity Locket" that revealed Ben and Leah's relationship wasn't gratitude, but a long-con, a conspiracy to "get rid of me" that predated our marriage. The hurt, the sadness, the grief of a failing marriage burned away, replaced by an ice-cold, razor-sharp rage. They wanted to get rid of Ava Mitchell? Agent Nightingale would make sure they regretted it.
The Price of a Son's Greed

The Price of a Son's Greed

My son, Caleb, announced his engagement at a fancy dinner, and I expected joy. Instead, he presented a detailed list of financial demands from his fiancée, Jocelyn, and her family. They wanted chunks of our family fortune, my antique investment portfolio, and even our prime SoHo commercial property. My husband was stunned, but I remained quiet, the shock hardening into a cold resolve. Then, at the prenuptial agreement meeting, they escalated, demanding my priceless Andy Warhol, a penthouse in my building, and even a Supreme Court clerkship for Jocelyn' s brother. My lawyer stormed out, calling it a "goddamn shakedown." But the real war began when Jocelyn launched a viral smear campaign on social media, painting me as a cruel, controlling matriarch. Caleb joined in, publicly lying and betraying me, and the tabloids ate it up. Even a senator from Jocelyn's extended family tried to blackmail me, threatening a federal inquiry into our business if I didn't give in. The public attacks, the political pressure, and my own son's betrayal cut deeper than any dagger. How could my only child, whom I raised with love, fall for such a transparent and predatory scheme? My heart ached with profound disappointment, but that pain fueled a dangerous fire within me. I knew I had to end this. Not just to protect our legacy, but to show them exactly who they were truly dealing with. I made a decision no parent should ever have to make. I began the process of disinheriting Caleb. And then, I laid my trap.
The Disgraced Heiress: A Love Lost

The Disgraced Heiress: A Love Lost

The day my college entrance exam results came out, my entire wealthy family was on their knees, not for me, but begging for forgiveness. For years, they had seen me, Ava Stone, as nothing more than a lazy, incompetent disgrace, believing my adopted sister, Chloe, was the true prodigy. My tech-mogul grandfather decided to host a "Startup Pitch Competition," a high-stakes game between Chloe and me, to see who could secure the most venture capital. The winner would get a ten percent stake in the Stone family's main tech conglomerate. But it turned into a public execution for me. My parents, disgusted by my "laziness," bet three of their tech incubators on Chloe. My brother wagered ten data centers. Even my fiancé, Liam Miller, put up a brand-new AI patent, declaring to reporters and distinguished guests that I was "truly uninspired" and "guaranteed to lose," deeming me a disgrace to the Stone name. To their shock, I announced I'd match their bets, wagering my entire family inheritance, an offer they eagerly accepted, scrambling to put up almost everything they owned. My parents called me "crazy." My mother linked arms with Chloe, saying, "If it weren' t for Chloe, you' d drive us all crazy." My heart turned to ice as I watched them, hoping to rid themselves of me for good. They conveniently forgot Chloe had taken my place years ago, framed me repeatedly for her misdeeds, and was even secretly having an affair with my fiancé, Liam. Liam, eager to please Chloe, publicly crushed my deceased foster mother's modest necklace-my most precious possession-under his heel, sneering, "I, Liam Miller, would never marry a failure like you. Our engagement is over." My own mother slapped me for my tears, calling the necklace "cheap" and declaring I was "no Stone." As I was assaulted, restrained by bodyguards, and forced to watch a live stream of my robotic dog, Buddy, being tortured at a recycling plant-a "piece of junk," as my mother called him-my father kicked me, demanding I apologize. Amidst the chaos, a voice cut through: "The college entrance exam results are out!" Everyone swarmed around Chloe, celebrating her supposed triumph. Chloe smiled mockingly, "Ava, it' s finally time, isn' t it?" But it was my smile that unsettled her. Liam, eager to secure his future, dropped to one knee, proposing to Chloe, "Marry me, Chloe." The crowd roared, taunting me with my supposed failure. The notary announced Chloe's score: 702, second in the state. My family erupted in cheers, showering Chloe with praise and assets. Chloe gloated, "You bet your inheritance, but you're just a stepping stone for me. You're nothing but a clown." Then the notary announced my score: "Ava Stone, total score 748, first in the state for science. And also the national top scorer for science in this year's college entrance exam." The room fell into a terrifying silence. My mother's triumphant smile froze. Liam' s hand, hovering over a money transfer, paralyzed. Chloe snatched at the tablet, screaming, "Impossible! She partied every single day!" The notary calmly stated, "Miss Ava Stone wins all the wagers placed in the prize pool." As I pulled out my competition awards and university acceptance letters under my real name, the lights dimmed. Surveillance footage played: Chloe cheating on her exam, Chloe framing me. Every lie, exposed. Grandpa, watching from upstairs, confirmed I had been faking incompetence all along. He then delivered the final blow: his paternity test from twenty years ago confirmed Chloe was not his granddaughter. Chloe had manipulated everyone, replacing the true Stone heir-me. With my family' s assets now mine, and Chloe and her mother exiled, I reclaimed Buddy from the recycling plant, converting it into an animal rescue center. On Christmas Eve, I hosted a quiet dinner with the children from my foster home and the kind housekeeper who had secretly helped me. Months later, I restructured the Stone Group, clearing out those who had conspired against me. Liam, facing bankruptcy, tried to crawl back, but I made him pay every outstanding debt. My father and brother became ghosts in the mansion, stripped of their power. Grandpa then revealed everything: my foster mother, a nurse, had saved me from my biological mother' s machinations years ago, protecting me while Grandpa secretly supported us, waiting for the perfect moment for me to return and reclaim what was mine. My future stretched out, clear and open. I was ready to walk it, a tribute to my foster mother, a promise that I would build something good, something that would last.
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?