Billionaires Books for Women
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'MAID FOR THE BILLIONAIRE
"Ugh, you're so annoying!" I stammered at him. I felt like I was struggling to breathe from chasing after my breath. "Y-you know I can't serve you properly... but why did you ask for this?" I wanted to curse. Why do I keep stammering?! I saw him grin. "I just want you to serve me... what's wrong with that, Baby? Hmm..." He bit his lower lip. I swallowed hard, feeling my heart pound. He said it near my ear, almost sending shivers down my spine. I might faint. I'm nervous, despite the fact that we're so close, even though this mansion has centralized air conditioning. What's happening? Why am I feeling so hot?! "Serve? I don't want to!" I pushed him hard, but he didn't budge. "Just find someone else! After all, you're a billionaire... you can easily do that, so why bother with me?!" I shouted at him again. Even though we were so close, I don't have bad breath, so it's okay. "I. Only. Want. You." He said slowly and firmly. "Tell me, baby what's hard to understand?" I was surprised when he suddenly walked out, loosening his necktie in irritation. I was left with my mouth hanging open at what he said. It seems like I really angered him. It looks like I have no choice but to serve him properly besides I'm the billionaire's maid. Maybe it's better to serve him well and maybe our 5-year contract could be reduced by a year or two. I'll just be his personal maid. There's nothing difficult about that. But there's one thing I'm afraid of, something I know all too well about myself. But we're not like before. We may be of the same age, but we're really far apart now. He's grown up to be a great young man while I'm stuck with the same old me. And I don't even know if I did grow. I sighed, thinking about the new day that I'll once again be serving him. I used to be his childhood friend. Now he's turned into the youngest billionaire of our generation. That makes me the billionaire's maid. And that makes me feel like I shouldn't cross the boundaries and walls I've built between us. It's just me, Jearri, nothing so special... and he is Laxer, the billionaire. I held my chest, feeling the rhythm of my heartbeat. Dear heart, please know your limitations./0/67221/coverorgin.jpg?v=966beb2209fc4e59754ea443a06c5f01&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marry First, Love Later
'Callie,' he began, his voice husky, 'crying over your ex-boyfriend won't solve anything.' Confusion etched across her face, Callie furrowed her brows. 'Then what will?' she demanded, her voice tinged with frustration. Elias leaned closer, his warm breath caressing her cheek. 'You need to show him what he's lost. Find a man who's more handsome, more powerful, and richer than him. Then, make a grand entrance into his life with your new partner.' Callie scoffed, her eyes rolling in disbelief. 'Where am I supposed to find someone like that?' Elias's fingers gently lifted her chin, locking their gazes together. 'I can be that man,' he said. 'If you agree to be with me, I'll protect you from any harm, including your ex-boyfriend.' ********************************************** Elias Westwood, billionaire heir turned professional solider, a commanding presence on the battlefield, conceals a tender heart that beats for only one woman--Callie Hawthorne, a fearless surgical resident, possesses an innocent charm and wields her skills like a warrior in the operating theatre. Their first encounter thrusts them into a dangerous game of deception. Elias uses Callie as a pawn, their lips locked in a passionate kiss, fooling his pursuers. In that moment, Callie feels the allure of the enigmatic soldier, and a strange connection sparks between them. An impulsive decision seals their fate-a hasty marriage to escape an arranged union and prove Callie's readiness to move on from a past love. Little did they know, this act would propel them onto an unforeseen path. Amidst the chaos of war, Elias risks his life for his countrymen, while Callie tends to the wounded and shelters refugees. In the midst of battle, a tender love blossoms. Elias's strength and haunting scars captivate Callie, who shares the pain of being an orphan. She admires his unwavering bravery, finding solace in their shared experiences. Yet, their bond faces relentless challenges. Women vie for Elias's attention, while men yearn for Callie's affection. Sinister forces within the army conspire against Elias, and false accusations threaten to tear Callie away from the man she loves. And Elia's search for the truth about his parents' deaths leads him to confront one of the country's most powerful families. Passion collides with suspense, and love battles against those who seek to tear them apart. Will Elias and Callie emerge unscathed from the shadows, or will their sacrifices shatter their dreams forever? Discover their fight for a future filled with hope, trust, and the promise of a happy ending./0/82865/coverorgin.jpg?v=4264aba65d5c7535c0a1c77881dbc905&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Vance Redemption
Ellie Vance. The name spoke volumes: old New England money, Ivy League polish, groomed to be the perfect partner for Governor Will Harrison III. Our wedding plans filled a thick binder, a union of legacy and ambition, celebrated by all. Then came the Kentucky Derby. Will, usually so focused on image, became captivated by Tiffany Rourke, a brash, loud Texas oil heiress-everything I wasn't. A week later, he uttered the chilling words: "I've fallen for Tiff. You're perfect, on paper." He casually suggested I accept a "lesser role" or a quiet end to our engagement, a public demotion unthinkable for a Vance woman. My family's dignity, my very identity, felt assaulted. The heirloom diamond on my finger, once a symbol of promise, now felt tainted and heavy. "You're always so sensible, Ellie. You'll see this is for the best," he'd dismissed, as if my life, our shared future, was a minor inconvenience. A cold, burning contempt replaced my shock. Vances are not "options." We are not "second best." Who did he think I was? A drop of blood bloomed on my pristine wedding binder, a final, painful mark. And a cold resolve set in. My path was clear: I would not just survive this humiliation; I would redefine what winning truly meant. My first call was to Will's mother, Catherine Harrison. Get ready, Washington./0/97883/coverorgin.jpg?v=7f7cb2b042a234cabe909140a9211e7d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Rebellious Bride
Hailey Carter never believed in marriage. Especially not to Santino Blackwood, the arrogant billionaire her father forced her to marry. Cold, ruthless, and feared in boardrooms and back alleys, Santino makes it clear their union is nothing but a contract. But when Hailey discovers whispers linking Santino to her brother's death, their fragile alliance shatters. Trust becomes impossible, even as attraction burns hotter with every clash. As enemies circle and betrayal strikes from every side, Hailey must decide: is Santino the monster who destroyed her family... or the only man who can protect her from the darkness hunting them both?/0/50952/coverorgin.jpg?v=701789d0cc9c366655b518928667b7c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tangled Inheritance: A CEO’s Seduction
Lia After my dad passed away, he left his Diamond Mineshares to my brother and me, but with a condition – we had to work at the company for two years before selling. The issue is Alessio, the CEO and co-owner. Certainly, Alessio Lacronte might resemble a Chippendale stage performer, but he's also an arrogant, sarcastic, proud, bad-tempered, and insufferable person. To make matters worse, I accidentally saw him completely exposed once, and what I witnessed... Regardless, I'll endure my... discomfort and dislike for him to claim my inheritance. I won't be working under him; it's more like working alongside him. Even though some women may see him as God's gift, I'm not one of them. Those tempting lips, those beautifully cold eyes, that strong jaw, or what's beneath those pricey suits won't sway me. No, really. I'm NOT interested. I mean it. I'm NOT going there. Never. Absolutely never. He can go kiss my ass... Figuratively, of course./0/18726/coverorgin.jpg?v=29145d076a6e083e3e5f72f756e06c8e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Only mine forever
***Poster image is not mine...Its credit goes to the owner*** He was king of business world who owned the entire country; he had no words named mercy in his dictionary. He doesn’t know what is called losing, he only knows to win and to kill She was right hand of the Mafia boss and his top shooter also known as Black Angel who never fails in her mission Moment his eyes fell on her first words left his mouth was “finally got you Mrs Williams” and he had his signature victory smile on his lips./0/60964/coverorgin.jpg?v=db49982364cb9c720af46b19acdff525&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling For My Sweet Billonaire
"When Juliet's life takes a downturn, she starts to notice a mysterious stranger who seems to appear at every turn. Is it coincidence or fate that brings them together? As their paths continue to cross, Juliet finds herself drawn to this enigmatic figure, who seems to know exactly when she needs a helping hand. But who is he, really? And can a series of chance encounters lead to something more? Or will she find more than she expects ?/0/82396/coverorgin.jpg?v=ba2525bbdd83eecd96537956f2016841&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Villain's Secret: Reborn for Love
I signed the forms, my final act of defiance against a cruel inheritance. My time was short, a merciless illness stealing my future, just like it had taken my mother and grandmother. So, I had to hurt the man I loved, Ethan, make him despise me, so he wouldn't mourn what he thought he'd lost. I had built a fortress of hatred around myself, shielding him from the truth of my fading life. He became cold, rich, and brought women home, his vengeance a constant reminder of my fabricated betrayal. But his latest paramour, Isabelle, proved to be far more vicious. She found my hidden medical files, uncovering the terminal secret I'd fought so hard to keep. Then, in a fit of cruel jealousy, she caused the accidental death of Leo, our beloved ginger cat, my only comfort and last tangible link to the Ethan I once loved. Isabelle then delivered her brutal ultimatum: "End it quickly, or I'll tell him everything about your illness, about your deception, about how you manipulated him into thinking you only cared for money." She threatened to strip away the bitter peace I was trying to leave him. The choice was excruciating: allow Ethan to grieve a villain, or force him to bear the unbearable truth of my sacrifice and his own unwitting torment during my slow demise. My heart ached with the silent agony of this final cruelty. How could I possibly let him find out the truth? It tore at my soul, but there was only one path left for me to take. So I cooked his favorite meal, whispered a final, hateful lie, and then, in cold earnest, ended my own life, leaving him with the memory of a mercenary wife, sparing him the grief. But death rarely keeps its promises. I awoke, gasping, in a time that shouldn't exist, finding myself on the precipice of a fate I had already lived, a second chance I never asked for, ready to make a different choice./0/60182/coverorgin.jpg?v=78619a402d7ab347b55c06ff1ecbaa57&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love In Black And White
Leia Summers burning desire to lose her virginity leads her to an encounter with Alexander Black. Little does she know that he is a powerful billionaire with a haunted past. Their one night stand lingers in both their minds, stirring unexpected emotions. As Leia becomes occupied with thoughts of their encounter, Alexander proposed a deal she could never refuse and in the process she discovers a devastating truth about his past which connects with hers. What happens when Alexander finds out that he is the cause of Leia's Psychological trauma? Will the revelation shatter their feelings for each other? Will Leia hold on to him despite the series of unfortunate events?/0/70820/coverorgin.jpg?v=3fe7197c35caa7d1543830977f1d0943&imageMogr2/format/webp)
RELUCTANT LOVE, RECKLESS HEIR
Isla Carter never intended to see Adrian again. Their one-night stand was supposed to be a reckless escape, a fleeting moment of passion in a life filled with fear and uncertainty. But when she finds out she's pregnant, she knows she has no choice but to confront the father of her child. She doesn't want his money or pity, only a chance to protect the life growing inside her. However, facing Adrian is only the beginning of her battle./0/85838/coverorgin.jpg?v=a950acf6e8ce15eb686409ca13e64ecc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn: A Husband's Vengeance
The sterile smell of the hospital room was the last thing I remembered. Cancer had eaten away at me, my career crumbled, my fortune gone. Then I saw them: my perfectly made-up wife, Sarah, and our sullen son, Billy, standing by my deathbed. "Just sign the papers, Mark," she' d said, her voice devoid of warmth, talking about my last company shares for David' s "venture." David. The man she' d been sleeping with for years, Billy' s biological father. I remembered the fake charity events, the money diverted, my childhood home sold to cover his gambling debts. I remembered how she' d helped my mother take her car to a "new mechanic," and how, as I lay dying, Sarah laughed, confessing to tampering with the brakes. "She never liked me anyway," she' d whispered, her face inches from mine, "And Billy... Does he look anything like you? You pathetic idiot." The monitor flatlined as Billy turned away in disgust and Sarah smiled, victorious. My life had been a lie, a crushing weight of betrayal. Then, I gasped. The air was clean; I was in my living room, strong and healthy. Across from me stood Sarah, looking exactly as she did ten years ago. "Mark," she said, her voice sharp and final. "I want a divorce." The words echoed. I was back at the starting point of my nightmare, but this time, I wasn't the naive husband. I knew every detail of the fire, and a strange, shimmering number hovered above her head: [$8,150,432]. It was her net worth. Then David walked in, and above his head glowed a stark, alarming red: [-$20,789,140]. I could see what people were worth. I was reborn, armed with the truth, and this time, the ending would be different./0/82866/coverorgin.jpg?v=3103c3b250fe4cf77f0e7f18807f0175&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Crown, Her Vengeance
My entire life revolved around Ashworth Creatives, the agency I poured my soul into building, and my fiancé, Ethan. Tonight was meant to be my crowning achievement, sealing a colossal client deal and my future within the powerful Ashworth family who' d adopted me. Then, I saw Ethan' s phone. A text from my manipulative adoptive sister, Chloe: "Heard you' re taking Ava to the gala tonight. Don' t forget our little after-party, just us. ;)" Beneath it, a damning video: Ethan and Chloe, laughing, intertwined in my private guesthouse. Chloe was draped in my deceased mother' s diamond necklace, a "gift" from Ethan, according to his text. My blood ran cold. They weren't just having an affair; they were plotting to use my marriage to secure my assets, then throw me aside, giving my agency to her. The Ashworths had groomed me, controlled me, and now, they planned to discard me like trash. I was a means to their end, and Ethan, their willing, despicable pawn. The gala-my moment of triumph-threatened to become my public humiliation. But a cold, unyielding rage ignited inside me, far stronger than any despair. I wouldn't be their victim; I would dismantle them all, piece by agonizing piece. My fingers flew across my own phone, dialing a number I' d heard whispered about, for "companions." "I need an escort," I stated, my voice flat, holding back a torrent of fury. "Tonight. For the industry gala. For a performance. You need to act like my devoted boyfriend." My revenge would be calculated, public, and absolute./0/73167/coverorgin.jpg?v=f5e9a93deaa96999d4eda0ac903c78b5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BILLIONAIRE'S COLD HEART.
Ivana Jonathan's life spirals into chaos when her father forces her into an arranged marriage with the ruthless billionaire Patrick Josiah to save the family business from financial ruin.Used as a pawn in a power play, her marriage becomes a nightmare as Patrick treats her like a possession rather than a partner, indulging in a public affair with his secretary.Hope glimmers when Dominic Josiah, Patrick's compassionate younger brother, steps into her life. With his warmth and kindness, he offers her a glimpse of what real love feels like.As a dangerous affair blossoms between them, secrets and betrayals ignite a final showdown that could cost them everything. Will Ivana find the strength to claim her freedom and follow her heart?/0/81302/coverorgin.jpg?v=9ffa6098a8c0bbc5d8c0d5522076e03d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unmasked: The Grieving Husband
For four years, I' ve played the part of Alex Miller, the broken, grieving husband of powerful CEO Cassandra Davenport. She believed she "saved" me after my sister Sarah's tragic DUI. But the truth was a horror: Sarah wasn't just in an accident; Cassie, her brother Dylan, and even my ex-fiancée executed a calculated plan to harvest her organs for Dylan. Cassie then married me, thinking my grief would ensure my silence and control. Every feigned hug, every comforting word, every moment of pretend devotion was a step in my meticulous hunt. I used my honed cybersecurity skills, patiently navigating their labyrinthine lies, gathering the cold, hard evidence of their depravity. They thought I was docile, a puppet on their strings, completely unaware of the raging storm building beneath my placid facade. The injustice of Sarah's stolen life, and their smug impunity, fueled every waking moment. Tonight, with the irrefutable evidence of their conspiracy and their global organ trafficking rings finally secure, my pretense shatters. This isn' t a story of healing; it' s a meticulously planned detonation. The Davenport Foundation' s lavish awards gala, their shining hour, is about to become the stage for their very public downfall./0/95225/coverorgin.jpg?v=34c7b1cac74fff283bc69dca7b671572&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Till Death, A Bloody Vow
My husband Adam and I built our empire on a vow made in blood: "Till death do us part." For fifteen years, that promise was our foundation. Then I found the photos of his mistress. He refused a divorce, trapping me with our vow while she called to announce her pregnancy. He chose her, even hitting me to protect her. At their wedding, I played a recording of him calling me "damaged goods" and "barren." "What use is a wife who can't give you an heir?" he'd asked her. But his mistress had sent me a little wedding gift: a file detailing the kidnapping I'd suffered years ago. It wasn't a random attack. Adam had planned it. He orchestrated it to break me, and in the process, he caused the miscarriage of our only child. The final report in the file was his own medical records. I wasn't the one who was barren. He was. And her baby wasn't his./0/86621/coverorgin.jpg?v=2dea5c094354b766b1282bcee287c6b8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Cold Eyes, His Burning Revenge
The cold rain mirrored the desolation inside me that day, three years ago, when the company I built from nothing was declared bankrupt. The final, crushing blow wasn't a market crash, but sabotage orchestrated by the three people I trusted most: my sister, Sarah Miller; my fiancée, Emily Davis; and my "best friend," Kevin Chen. I remembered standing in that same rain as a luxury car pulled up, their triumphant smiles confirming my ruin. "You're like a dog!" Kevin had sneered. Sarah's pitying gaze felt colder than the winter rain, and Emily merely looked away. Their laughter echoed, drowning me in despair until everything went black. Why them? How could this happen? Then, I opened my eyes again. The rain was gone. The cold was gone. I was sitting in an auditorium, back in time on the very day it all began, ready to pitch the revolutionary software they stole. This time, things would be different./0/94130/coverorgin.jpg?v=f025dbdb5fca42c66e8c1f17a8dfdd47&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Husband's Betrayal, Heiress's Vengeance Reign
At our family’s most sacred event, my husband put his mistress’s son on his shoulders—a place of honor meant for our daughter, the true Vitali heir. When our little girl ran to him, he let the other boy shove her to the ground. Then, in front of everyone, he asked the one question that would get him killed. “Whose kid is this, anyway?” I picked up my daughter and delivered his eulogy: "Her father just died."/0/80833/coverorgin.jpg?v=ee90ef47174a4f96e6885ce96bec4eed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ten Scars: A Billionaire's Cruelty
For nine years, my life was a gilded cage, controlled by Wall Street titan Mark. My photography dreams withered under his shadow, and ten forced abortions left me a hollow shell, each ending with his manipulative charm or self-pitying tears. The latest procedure, just yesterday, left me weak, but I still had to pick him up. I found him at the awards dinner, his arm around Jessica, his intern. Then he kissed her, publicly, and announced her pregnancy. “Sarah, darling,” he slurred, “Jessica’s pregnant. And who better to mentor her than you? You’re practically an expert, aren’t you?” The humiliation burned. He mocked my pain, then tore my dress, doused me in champagne, and snarled about his iron-clad cohabitation agreement. Rescued by my childhood best friend, Alex, I ended up in the hospital, my fertility gone. Mark then falsely accused me of sabotaging his company with Alex, slapped me, and forced me to sign a chilling "consent form," threatening Alex's ruin. Soon, I was drugged and barely clothed, shivering in a glass enclosure. It was a depraved auction, with men bidding on me. Mark’s taunts echoed: "Alex couldn't be bothered." Was I truly abandoned? My heart sank, consumed by despair. How could this be my life? Just as all hope seemed lost, a calm voice cut through the noise: "I bid all of it." It was Mr. Harrison, Alex’s trusted lawyer. A sudden, unbelievable turning point. My rescue had begun./0/75045/coverorgin.jpg?v=69169af37ff4d7369b972a16e37f140e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound by Revenge, Torn by Love
They are from different worlds but have one thing in common. The same enemy. The Gilberts. He wants them down to pay for the assassination of his father. She wants them down to regret messing with a lowlife when her lover was given away in an arranged marriage in place of her. Together, Amelia and Andrey must crush the most influential family in the city while fighting the feelings that grow between them after having sworn never to fall in love again./0/90063/coverorgin.jpg?v=98c68fc9424d4eb8e7a181cc4ba01bd9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
