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Billionaires Books for Women

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SUBSTITUTE BRIDE TO THE PARALYZED BILLIONAIRE

SUBSTITUTE BRIDE TO THE PARALYZED BILLIONAIRE

When Emma Parker is summoned from her humble rural life to the glittering world of Brooklyn’s elite, she never expects the price of her family's generosity. Her uncle and aunt, desperate to secure a lucrative business alliance, compel her to impersonate her glamorous, rebellious cousin Isabella in an arranged marriage to Liam Harrington—a billionaire reeling from a tragic accident that has left him paralyzed and emotionally isolated.Thrown into a world of wealth and pretense, Emma must navigate the treacherous waters of deceit while maintaining her own identity and compassion. Despite his initial coldness, Liam finds himself drawn to Emma's genuine kindness and resilience, unknowingly falling for the woman behind the mask.As secrets unravel and truths come to light, Emma is cast out, leaving behind a broken-hearted Liam who realizes the depth of her sacrifice. Determined to win back the only person who saw him for more than his wealth and physical limitations, Liam tracks down Emma, offering her a partnership built on trust and mutual respect.Together, they face adversities that test their newfound bond, from corporate battles to personal demons. Emma’s journey of self-discovery and Liam’s path to emotional healing intertwine, creating a powerful narrative of love, redemption, and the triumph of the human spirit."Substitute Bride to the Paralyzed Billionaire" is a captivating tale of courage and romance, where true love emerges from the most unlikely of beginnings.
The Devil Who Owes Me A Kiss

The Devil Who Owes Me A Kiss

She was always the shadow. He was always chasing the light. Lavinia Hartwell had learned early that love was rarely for girls like her. She was the quiet one, the overlooked one-always second to her luminous best friend, Verity Langford. Even Henry Wynthorne, the boy whose compassion had unexpectedly caught her heart in high school, only had eyes for Verity. But years change people. Henry's dreams of studying abroad collapsed with his father's death. Verity left. Success became his only compass, and alcohol his only escape. And somehow, in the wreckage, there was Lavinia-never demanding, never judging, quietly holding him together in ways he never noticed... until she was gone. When an arranged engagement threatened to give her to him, Henry assumed she was being forced into it and set her free. Lavinia smiled, thanked him-and walked away, taking with her the steady presence he had taken for granted. Only then did Henry begin to notice the ache. The way her absence unsettled him. The way another man's hand on her waist ignited a heat that was not anger, but something darker, sharper, and dangerously possessive. A single night blurred the lines forever-her lips on his, soft at first, then desperate, as though she'd loved him all her life. Desire flared, undeniable. But in the morning, she was gone again. Now, with Verity back and the past colliding with the present, Henry must face the truth: he no longer loves the woman he once chased. But has he realized too late who truly held his heart all along? Slow-burn, sensual, and laced with aching restraint, this is a story of unspoken devotion, of a man's reluctant fall, and of the quiet girl who was never anyone's first choice-until she became the only choice.
His Unwanted Wife Is Madame Lan

His Unwanted Wife Is Madame Lan

Andrea was trapped in a suffocating marriage with billionaire Gregory Morse, forced to live as the pathetic substitute for his dead fiancée. When armed intruders broke into their estate in the dead of night, she called her husband in pure terror. "Stop playing these cheap, attention-seeking games," Gregory sneered with disgust, and hung up the phone. She barely escaped with her life, but the cruelty only escalated. At the family mansion, his dead fiancée's sister deliberately scalded Andrea's hand with boiling tea. Instead of defending his wife, Gregory publicly humiliated her, ordering her to clean up the mess while calling her a stray dog. That night, hiding in the dark wine cellar, Andrea overheard a chilling confession. Gregory admitted to his brother that he knew Andrea was completely innocent of the car crash that killed his fiancée. He knew she had been framed. Why did he marry her? Just to use her as a psychological punching bag to vent his twisted grief. He watched her suffer every single day, treating her like disposable trash, while violently threatening anyone who showed her an ounce of kindness. He thought she was just a useless, helpless shadow who would quietly endure his torment forever. He had no idea that behind her submissive facade, she was secretly Madame Lan, the apex predator of the global fashion world. And now, she was ready to burn his empire to the ground.
The Runaway Asset: Betraying My Billionaire Father

The Runaway Asset: Betraying My Billionaire Father

I stood in a couture engagement dress that cost more than most people earn in a decade, playing the part of the perfect billionaire heiress. My mother adjusted my hair with cold fingers, reminding me not to slouch before the photographers arrived for the merger of the century. But a few feet away on the balcony, I heard my father’s true voice stripping away the romantic lie. He wasn’t talking about a wedding; he was discussing a corporate acquisition. "Elodie does what she is told," he told the Senator, his laugh dry and humorless. "She is the final asset needed to seal the port deal." To him, I wasn't a daughter or a bride; I was a bargaining chip, a piece of currency used to buy infrastructure contracts. My childhood friend, the man I was supposed to marry, was nothing more than the other side of a business transaction. The realization shattered the glass floor beneath me. I looked at my phone for a lifeline, but Alden, the only man who ever saw the real me, was a thousand miles away, silent and indifferent. I was being sold by my father and ignored by the man I loved, trapped in a life that felt like a beautifully decorated cage. How could they turn my entire existence into a line item on a balance sheet? The scent of expensive lilies in the suite suddenly smelled like a funeral parlor, marking the death of the girl who believed in loyalty. The nausea of betrayal was replaced by a cold, hard clarity. If I was just an asset to be traded, then it was time to change the game. I stepped out of the white silk, traded my diamonds for a hoodie, and vanished into the night. I didn't head for safety; I flew to the neon chaos of Las Vegas to find the man who buried my father’s darkest secrets. To win my freedom, I would have to gamble everything on a coin toss with the city’s most dangerous enforcer.
Night With Mr. Billionaire

Night With Mr. Billionaire

"Bess, let's go home" I said to my friend who was also drunk. "I'll bess later, hmm, I'll go to the bathroom first, huh" he answered and started to walk. Hayst I really felt for his broken heart. My eyes were spinning. "why is that girl taking so long?" I was impatient to wait for her, maybe she left me. Even though I was dizzy, I tried to stand up and decided to look for her. Where did that girl go? I was just holding my head when I felt so dizzy. I leaned against the door without myself, wait, is this the comfort room? I was surprised when suddenly a man appeared in front of me but I couldn't really see his face because it's quite dark. "What are you doing here Ms.?" The sound of her voice was cold, so I was suddenly fixed, but suddenly I was out of balance, I was surprised by an arm wrapped around my waist. I was about to speak when he suddenly covered my lips. .I was about to struggle but he was holding me tightly. I don't know why but I couldn't control my body and just went along with his movements. "shit what happened?" I whispered softly noticing that this wasn't my room. I just pulled out of my head when I remembered what happened. You're G*ga Faye! I turned my gaze to the man by my side who had his back turned to me. I stood up quickly and looked for my clothes. After I got dressed, I immediately went out holding my cell phone. I had many missed calls. I ignored it and immediately hailed a taxi. when you're out "Faye! How many times can you have sex with someone you don't even know?" I tugged at my own hair....... I turned to my cell phone when it rang. Who could it be?. "hello?---" "you may start your work tomorrow, Ms. Sanchez" there was no emotional answer on the other line. wait....the voice seems familiar....hey maybe I just lacked rest so whatever--- "Ms. Sanchez are you still there or I will change----" "No sir, I'm going to work tomorrow morning." My smile finally reached my ears. I finally have a job. My smile disappeared because of this call. .. I looked at my phone when it rang with a message.