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Rejected in church
Billionaires
After working hard for several years and gaining a lot of reconginition around the world ,Tessa decided that it was time for her to get married to her childhood sweetheart whom she had been dating for the past seven years .
She thought that her life was going to become so perfect,she was a known doctor and the best surgeon in the whole United States ,she had never lost any patient,she could cured all disease and operate any sickness,her hospital is one of the biggest hospital in the country and also having many part in the whole world ,but then she thought that it wasn't Completed if she's not married and then her boyfriend of seven years proposed to her and she Glady accepted .
she was very happy but all her happiness went down the drain when he rejected her in church in front of the whole world and instead he got married to her twin sister the same day and instead her parents where in support of it .
Heartbroken Tessa swore that she was going to pay them back ,she swore to make their life miserable, all those that has supported them ,she swore to make them pay and because of that she decided to get married to Justin Go who was the most richest, powerful and feared man in the whole world and that way she would be able to step on them the way she wants .
it took her all the courage in the world to approach him and he agreed but on one condition ,she had to become his sex slave for a year .
"Just one night"
Romance
His breath on my neck made my body shiver.
I didn't know what he was doing to me but I seems to be enjoying every bit of his torture on my body .
He sucked on my earlobe and my mouth flew open itself and I made some sounds I don't understand.
Ariana Chris the third child and second daughter of Mr and Mrs Chris the richest billionaire in the whole of Texas .
Even though her dad was the richest in the whole Dallas texas,they where still strict and over religious .
Growing up in a strict and over religious home and told never go close to anybody and do nothing to damage the image of her family because her dad was also an elder in the church .
Arianna was know as that nerdy girl from a rich home,her parents where always strict when it comes to her ,ignoring her two elder siblings Hardin and Clara waward lifestyle .
Clara never liked her,they where real enemies.
Arianna finally had admission into the college of her dreams and was finally free from the bondage of her family .
What happens when the over religious meet Rico sway .
Rico sway a 22 year old guy, his hottest guy on campus and also in the whole of Texas .
His also one of the young billionaire, though no one know the source of his wealth .
He had many tattoos and piercings all over him,giving him the bad boy look .
he never believes the word love infact he desest it .
What happens when the two people from different world finally meet.
they where two different humans with different characters and beliefs .
it was just a night .
it was the night that changed everything .
I would be posting daily if you guys comment on every episode .
Extract from the story .
"Rico what are you doing ?' I asked looking at him as he pushed me on the bed and started climbing on top of me with a sly smile on his face .
"come ok pumpkin,am not going to hurt you never "he said with sincerity in his voice and I relaxed .
I watched him as he slowly pulled off the gown from my body ,this was the guy I had grown to love ,who cares what he is or what he does,all that matters to me is that I love him .
when he parted my legs,I stared at him unable to do a thing ,it was as if I went numb in his hands,I was now naked in front of him .
I stared at him as he look at my body and I couldn't explain that look ,the fire in his eyes was something I couldn't just explain .
"you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen "he said and I closed my eyes .
"the softness of my private part made my eyes open and there he was bent over my legs and sulking me .
moans tore out of my mouth and I cried out in pleasure .
I was in my whole world of fantasy, nothing matters to me right now .
this was the man I loved,no matter what people say about him ,I would love him till enternity.
warning: story is strictly đcontains lot of sex scene and erotic scene , lot of bloodshed .
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I chased him into the freezing Boston night, only to be swarmed by predatory paparazzi. As Hamiltonâs Maybach roared away, a heavy camera bag slammed into my shoulder. I slipped on the black ice, my skull hitting a granite gate pillar with a sickening crack.
Warm blood trickled down my neck, and as the world tilted, the fog in my brain finally cleared. I wasn't the penniless orphan from Southie he thought I was. Images of sterile operating rooms, complex sutures, and a billion-dollar inheritance flooded backâalong with the memory of the car wreck three years ago where I was the one who pulled Hamilton from the flames, not Cuba.
How could I have spent three years begging for scraps of affection from a man who didn't even recognize his own savior? Why did I let a fraud steal my life while I played the role of a submissive shadow?
When I woke up in the hospital, the trembling girl was gone. I ripped the IV from my arm and stared at the man who had come back only to demand I stay out of his way. I didn't cry. I didn't beg. I simply handed him a piece of paper with one word written in the sharp, confident script of a woman who owned half the city: DIVORCE.
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I threw my iced coffee right into his lap, sending the cafe into a stunned silence as he screamed insults about my background and the cost of his designer pants.
My mother didn't care about the abuse; she only cared that I had lost a "catch," calling me an embarrassment and threatening my future while my flower shop faced imminent foreclosure.
Trapped by debt and my familyâs relentless cruelty, I felt like a drowning woman with nowhere left to turn.
Just as I hit rock bottom, Connor Powersâmy brother's old roommateâstepped in, his icy gaze promising a brutal end to my misery.
"Let's get married," he said, offering a cold, calculated contract that would shield me from my family forever.
I signed the papers, unaware that I had just tethered my life to a man whose world was far more dangerous than I could have ever imagined. Discarded By Him, Claimed By The Zillionaire
TESS WHITE I was Landon Mercer's secret girlfriend and loyal assistant for four years. I thought my absolute devotion would eventually win his heart.
But he casually announced his engagement to a wealthy heiress, reminding me I was just a convenient nobody from an orphanage.
When I got trapped in a horrific car crash and begged him to call an ambulance, he just hung up on me, annoyed that my bleeding was ruining his romantic getaway.
He even blackmailed me with my orphanage's land lease, forcing me to attend his engagement party as a prop.
At the party, his elite family and friends brutally humiliated me.
They deliberately crushed my broken arm, poured red wine over my head, and kicked me into a freezing pond.
When Landon finally pulled me out, he didn't care that I was suffocating and turning blue.
"Are you out of your mind? You come out here and cause a scene during my engagement party?"
He threw a stack of cash at my shivering body, furious that I had embarrassed him in front of his wealthy guests.
Looking at the hundred-dollar bills floating in the muddy water, my four years of foolish love completely died.
To him, I wasn't even human; I was just a cheap toy he could abuse and pass around.
I didn't cry, and I didn't beg.
I dragged my soaked, battered body into a car and headed straight to the penthouse of his biggest billionaire rival.
It was time to burn Landon Mercer's world to the ground. His Accidental Cure: The Runaway Contract Wife
Norrra I was drugged and sent to a hotel room to be compromised, but I ended up in the presidential suite with a stranger.
I didn't know the man I clung to in my hallucinogenic haze was my own husband, Devaughn Winters, a man I hadn't spoken to in a year.
When I woke up the next morning, the terror of what Iâd done hit me like a physical blow. I fled, leaving behind nothing but a shredded dress and a lingering sense of dread.
I thought Iâd finally escaped the cold, suffocating contract of our marriage when I signed the divorce papers, but I was wrong.
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While I played the pauper, he poured his soul into his dying first love. Desperate, he blindly signed a stack of papers to buy the 'Gifted Doctor's' time.
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Jessica C. Dolan Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé.
Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now-billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn't mind. I'd crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?
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One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That's when it hit me-he didn't love me. He didn't even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn't even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.
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And, as it turned out, the best decision I'd ever made.
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He truly believed she needed someone else to want her before she could leave him. He never understood that wanting herself was enough. Did he really think she spent all those lonely nights just crying in her gilded cage?
He was dead wrong. Faith didn't just pack a cheap duffel bag to run away. She walked right into his seventy-third-floor corner office, slammed down a zero-compensation divorce agreement, and tossed a highly encrypted USB drive onto his desk.
"Sign the papers today, Branson. Or I hand your company's deepest secrets to a short-seller, and we watch your empire burn." Claimed By My Ex-Fiancé's Ruthless Uncle
Haley I was the "perfect" fiancĂ©e for Harrison Vincentâregal, silent, and low-maintenance. For two years, I suppressed my career as a forensic accountant to be the "safe" choice that polled well with his familyâs shareholders.
But at a high-society gala, I found him in a VIP lounge with a socialite wrapped around him. He told her I was just a "boring art piece display stand" he had to drag around until his trust fund was unlocked.
I didn't scream or make a scene. I mentally filed a "bad debt" report, tossed my emerald engagement ring into a glass of stale champagne, and walked out of his life. That same night, I found myself in a dark jazz club bathroom, using a strip of my velvet dress to stop the bleeding of a mysterious man with a gunshot wound and eyes like grey flint.
The fallout was immediate. Harrison blocked my credit cards, assuming Iâd crawl back once I couldn't afford rent. His mother called me a "nobody" while simultaneously begging me to handle the family's medical emergencies because they were too panicked to function. They treated me like a tool they could discard and pick up at will, never realizing I had already moved my things into a cramped Brooklyn apartment.
I couldn't understand why they thought I was still their puppet, or why a black Maybach began following me through the city streets. I had saved a stranger's life and ended a toxic engagement, yet the air around me felt heavier and more dangerous than ever.
The truth came out at the hospital when the most feared man in the city stepped out of the shadows. It was the man from the bathroomâCollis Vincent, the ruthless head of the family. He didn't just humiliate Harrison; he took my hand in front of everyone and made a chilling declaration.
"Harrison is a fool to have let you go, Helena. Your arrangement with him is terminated. From now on, you'll be working with me." Too Late For Regret: My Dying Breath
Breeze Harlow had stage IV lung cancer and only three months left to live. Her only hope was for her billionaire ex, Ezra, to take in their deaf four-year-old daughter.
But Ezra despised her. Five years ago, Harlow's sister Katherine framed her for corporate theft, sending her to a brutal state prison. Ezra believed the lies completely.
To him, little Clementine was just another man's bastard. When Harlow knelt on his floor begging for a DNA test, he looked at her with pure disgust. On the day the results were revealed in front of both their families, Harlow thought the truth would finally save her child.
Instead, Ezra threw the lab report at her. Secretly manipulated by Katherine's wealth, the paper stated Ezra was excluded as the biological father.
"You are a lying, manipulative parasite, and you are done!" Ezra screamed.
Katherine offered her a fake pity check, while Harlow's own father cursed her as a shameless stain on their legacy.
Harlow stared at the forged paper, her world spinning. She couldn't understand how her own family could be so monstrous, or how Ezra could be so blindly cruel to watch his true daughter be thrown into the streets.
The suffocating despair violently ruptured her diseased lungs. A horrific spray of dark blood erupted from her mouth, soaking the fake DNA report and Ezra's crisp white shirt, before she collapsed lifelessly at his feet. 
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