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Billionaires Books for Women

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The Almighty Tycoon Reclaims His Queen

The Almighty Tycoon Reclaims His Queen

Evelyn was already suffocating under her family's impending bankruptcy when she rear-ended a ten-million-dollar Rolls Royce in the freezing rain. The tinted window rolled down, revealing the cold, predatory face of Julian Hawthorne—the man she had brutally abandoned three years ago. Now a ruthless billionaire, he demanded a seven-figure repair check she couldn't afford, or she would have to pay with her body. Desperate, she went to her wealthy fiancé, Preston, for the money, only to find him in a VIP club with another woman straddling his lap. Instead of helping, Preston threw the repair bill on the floor and laughed with his rich friends. "You want the money? Fine. Get on your knees, crawl over here, and kiss the tip of my shoe in front of everyone." Evelyn trembled with pure humiliation. Three years ago, she had sacrificed the only man she truly loved to save her family from ruin, only to end up engaged to this pathetic, cheating scum. Just as her knees bent toward the carpet, the heavy velvet door was kicked completely off its hinges. Julian walked in like the grim reaper, beat Preston half to death, and dragged Evelyn away. He pinned her in his car, threatening to destroy everyone she cared about if she didn't return to him. Evelyn was terrified and confused. Why was this powerful tyrant going to such extreme, violent lengths to trap a woman who had thrown him away? The answer slipped out through an accidental phone call: the cold-blooded CEO had spent the previous night drunk, crying and screaming her name. Realizing the monster caging her was actually just a desperate, heartbroken man, Evelyn wiped her tears and made a decision. She was going to break her engagement, walk into his corporate fortress, and finally face the terrifying debt of their past.
Double Identity Billionaire

Double Identity Billionaire

I have two identities. A masked bad boy college student by day, and a terrifying billionaire for revenge by night. Andrew Hale by day, Jordan Newman by night. --- By Day: Sophie, a college rich student, was dared to date the college's bad boy and mysterious loner, Andrew Hale, who nobody has seen his face. . . •THE NEXT DAY, SOPHIE MET ANDREW!• “Andrew, you look handsome and cute!” Sophie, who doesn't know how to flirt, told Andrew even though she couldn't see his face. “I know that I'm handsome. Everybody knows that I'm handsome. But cute was never among the mix.” Andrew said coldly. Sophie could only see a pair of azure and deep eyes like the ocean. “Then why don't you take off your mask?” Sophie asked Andrew, giving him a sweet smile. “Too handsome to take it off.” Andrew said, like it's natural. --- At Night: Jordan, who inherited his parent's multi-billion businesses, came to California for revenge. . . “Boss, we found the target, but we can't kill him.” A man in a black suit said. “Why?” Jordan dressed in a black mask and black suit attire down to his shoes and tie like a devil asked coldly. “Because he's a member of the Hades' Cult. ” The man in a black suit replied. “What Hades Cult? Even if he's the king of hell, I want him to die in hell.” Jordan said coldly with his voice as icy as Antarctica. --- Jordan Newman, a billionaire who came to California for revenge, got entangled with a college billionairess, Sophie Drake. Would he give up his revenge for her, or give her up for his revenge?
Reborn Mother: The Billionaire's Ruthless Bride

Reborn Mother: The Billionaire's Ruthless Bride

In my past life, I was the naive surrogate who fell desperately in love with Karson King, an untouchable Wall Street billionaire. I thought my blind devotion would earn me a place in his family. Instead, his cruel mother forced me to sign away my parental rights to my three-year-old daughter. I was locked in a dark, freezing basement. I watched helplessly as his arrogant relatives tormented my child, pushing her down a flight of marble stairs and shattering her tiny arm. When we finally died in a horrific car crash, my face covered in blood amidst the shattered glass, Karson didn't shed a single tear. To him, my death was just the convenient erasure of a cheap mistake. I sacrificed my dignity for his approval, but they treated us worse than stray dogs. Why did my innocent daughter have to pay the ultimate price for their ruthless arrogance? Opening my eyes again, the harsh glare of a massive crystal chandelier pierced my vision. I was back in the grand foyer of the King estate, exactly five years ago. "Sign it. You are nothing but a gold digger." My soon-to-be mother-in-law slammed the thick legal contract onto the marble table, demanding I give up my daughter. This time, the paralyzing fear evaporated, replaced by absolute, icy clarity. I didn't cower. I picked up the pen, looked right at the billionaire who despised me, and prepared to manipulate his entire empire.
Billionaire Valentine Escort

Billionaire Valentine Escort

"This means nothing!" I warned as I kissed Richard passionately. He chuckled darkly against my lips as he pressed me against the wall. "I'll make you belong to me, Lexi," No, you..." I didn't finish my sentence before he crashed his lips on mine, kissing me like he was thirsty and I was his only water supply Lexi Cameron despises Valentine's Day. After a string of heartbreaks and betrayals-each tied to the holiday-she has sworn off love. But when her meddling friends book her a date through a Valentine's escort service, her plans for a quiet, uneventful day are upended. Enter Richard Whitewood: handsome, charming, and carrying secrets of his own. What starts out as an awkward arrangement quickly spirals into a night of unexpected passion. But the next day, Lexi's world is turned upside down when she discovers that Richard wasn't what he said he was. He is her new boss and the CEO of a billion dollar company. Caught between her need for a job and her intense attraction to Richard, and the tangled web of lies, ex wife and family betrayal surrounding him, Lexi must navigate a path tapered with danger and desire. As their personal lives and professional lives collide, their connection deepens but not without a cost. When enemies conspire to tear them apart and Lexi's life is put in jeopardy, Richard must risk everything to protect the woman he loves. Can their love survive the weight of secrets, betrayal and dangerous family feud?
Trapped By The CEO's Obsessive Love

Trapped By The CEO's Obsessive Love

Every night, Julian stood in the doorway, his dark eyes watching me swallow the daily vitamin he provided. Until one day, the familiar bitter taste was replaced by a sweet fruit scent. I sent a photo to an online doctor, only to find out it was a prenatal folic acid pill. Six bright red lines on three pregnancy tests shattered my world. I was carrying the child of the predator who owned this penthouse. When Julian discovered I was investigating his trap, his rage was terrifying. He shattered my phone and threatened to frame my best friend for corporate fraud. "Eat it, or tomorrow morning, the funds in your father's medical account will be frozen." He whispered those words while forcing me to swallow my dinner until I vomited. He dragged me to his study, slamming a marriage license and a suffocating prenup on his mahogany desk. He used my father's life and my unborn child to lock me in a permanent, legal cage. I was a bankrupt daughter fighting a billionaire. I had absolutely no leverage. So, I gave up fighting physically. I turned into a block of ice, refusing to speak, refusing to react, treating him like empty air until his obsession drove him to the edge of madness. Desperate to finalize the marriage, he dragged me to his family estate to secure his grandmother's approval. Instead of performing as his obedient fiancée, I looked the fierce matriarch right in the eye and refused his wealth. Seeing through his violence, she issued a direct order: we were to sleep in separate rooms until the wedding. That night, I pushed the heavy guest room door shut right in Julian's furious face. "Goodnight, Julian." I turned the brass deadbolt, finally finding my first weapon to fight back.