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The Billionaire Rejected Me
Billionaires I held onto my stomach, crying in front of the father of the child I was carrying.
"Who is she, Laz?" the beautiful woman asked gently.
"Get in my car, baby," Laz told the woman. He turned to me with a harsh look. "What else are you looking at? Leave!" he shouted, causing more tears to fall.
I didn't leave; I stayed and continued crying in front of him.
"Laz? Why is she crying? Tell me," her voice was so gentle, like an angel.
"Get in my car, now, Samantha," Laz softly coaxed the woman.
My chest ached even more because of the way he treated her.
"L-Lazarus, please..." I begged until I found myself kneeling in front of him.
It hurt so much. It hurt like I couldn't bear it anymore. I didn't love him, but I didn't want my baby to grow up without a father.
I was doing this for the sake of the child, not just for my own desires.
I saw how he clenched his fists before I lowered my head and touched the floor.
He knelt down too and roughly grabbed my hair, forcing our gazes to meet.
He looked at me with intensity.
"I don't want to see your face. From now on, don't let me fucking push you away," he said.
His words made me cry even harder. He let go of my hair forcefully and stood up.
He wrapped his strong, muscular arms around Samantha's waist.
"Wait, Laz-"
"Get in, okay?" Lazarus interrupted Samantha and kissed her forehead.
Samantha had no choice but to get into the front seat of Lazarus's car.
Lazarus turned around and opened the driver's seat. He was about to get in, but he stopped when I stood up and spoke.
"Y-You're so selfish but thank you. Thank you for giving me this little blessing. I hope you sleep soundly every night, Lazarus."
He finally got into the car and drove away quickly.
I watched his car fade into the distance until I felt the rain pour down.
I caressed my belly. It's not that big. I'm three weeks pregnant and now I'm trying to convince my baby's father to help me.
But he didn't.
He left me pregnant.
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The Billionaires Unwilling Vows
G.Gordon CRACK.
Daniel landed a clean punch right to Leo's jaw. I gasped, hand flying to my mouth, but internally? Oh god, that was satisfying to watch.
Ally and I latched onto each other, giggling like schoolgirls, and took this as our cue to GTFO.
We bolted from the VIP section, dodging security and weaving through the crowd until we reached the DJ stage. The bass rattled my bones, the lights flashing in dizzying neon colors.
Ally clutched my arm. "What the hell did you say to that guy, Daniel?"
I burst into laughter, now fully slurring. "I told him that Leo was my obsessive ex. That I had a restraining order against him, and he wouldn't leave me alone."
Ally's jaw hit the floor. "Celeste. YOU DIDN'T."
I grinned wickedly. "I did. And then I told him if he protected me, he could have me all night long."
Ally full-on SCREAMED, grabbing my shoulders. "You evil little genius."
We howled with laughter, ignoring the chaos happening behind us. The VIP section was in full-blown war mode, but us? We were thriving.
Dancing, spinning, arms in the air, riding the high of the night. We climbed onto one of the podiums, bodies moving with the music, our dresses clinging to our curves. We were reckless. We were untouchable.
Until we weren't.
One second, I was basking in my freedom. The next, a pair of strong hands gripped my thighs, and before I could react-I was THROWN over someone's shoulder.
Everything tilted. My stomach lurched. I shrieked, pounding my fists against a broad, muscular back.
"WHAT THE FUCK-PUT ME DOWN!"
I twisted my head, and even through my blurred, drunken vision, I knew exactly who had me.
Leo.
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Celeste never wanted this life. She never wanted the weight of her family's name, the blood-stained legacy, or the ruthless enemies lurking in the shadows. And she sure as hell never wanted to marry Leonidas Astor-the man who once meant everything to her as a child, until he turned her world into a nightmare.
Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, Celeste and Leo are bound by an inescapable contract, tangled in a web of power, revenge, and deadly secrets. But when Celeste uncovers a chilling truth-one that shatters the foundation of their hatred-she realizes she's been fighting the wrong enemy all along.
The real monster has been hiding in plain sight. And now, both of them are running out of time.
With danger closing in and betrayals lurking around every corner, Celeste must decide: Can she trust the man who ruined her life? Or will this marriage be the beginning of her downfall?
Vows were made. Lies were told. And in a world where love and money are weapons, Celeste is about to find out just how deadly it can be. Wake Up, Dream Boy!
Mr. Ben Having some of the poems in the first edition of the poem collection, ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts)’ published in several poetry magazines as High On Poems, Earthborne Magazine, Deadsnakes and so on, the author has ushered in the second, titled ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts) ---The Reloaded.
It is said to be ‘reloaded’ because there are other poems to be added to make this edition slightly richer than the first. With poems as ‘Out of the Box’, ‘Dad Loves Me’, ‘Heralding God’s Magnificence’ being published in notable poetry journals and magazines, the sequel is hoped to make an impact to the entire world, beginning with the readers.
The Table of Contents has the additional poems that readers, who have read the first edition, would realize. They are intended to look into general issues, family, gender, parental, religious (Christian faith), children, love and personal/motivational.
The aim behind this piece is simple. As said in the first edition, it is about entertaining, enlightening, inspiring or motivating and enabling people think for themselves.
Worthy of Note: The author believes that subsequent edition(s) of the work would carry the above-stated aim.