Billionaires Books for Women
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Revenge Marriage With Mr. Billionaire
Arleena discovered her fiancé was having an affair one week before they were married. In return for her fiancé, Arleena asks her billionaire best friend, Hugo, to be her husband. Their household life is not based on love. Now, the life game has come. They have to face complicated many problems, one of the problem is facing their respective exes who want to do revenge on them both./0/44480/coverorgin.jpg?v=d8217ae50dd1f0665b0e2330f4fa98d4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying the Billionaire Lawyer
Since the beginning, Rayyan Malik had firmly locked his heart on Mayza Safeeya. The only woman he had loved since sitting in junior high school. Separated by more than a decade from his first love, it didn't make the man give up on searching for the whereabouts of his beloved. Until one time, the presence of Riana made Rayyen's determination waver. As he began to turn his attention towards Riana, new problems arose. Mayza, who had long disappeared, coincidentally met Rayyen again at a party. Rayyen's heart began to be torn. The truth was that his feelings for Mayza never completely vanished. So, to whom did the man's heart finally anchor?/0/25662/coverorgin.jpg?v=75a5451447c1ed4b0e08185e4fcb525a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Nicklaus's Addiction
His name is Nicklaus Wilhelm Statham! He's very handsome, super rich and people sees him as a god, they worship the ground upon which he walk. One would think women would be flocking over him, but no, he's a very weird man, he's got a very weird disease, he's allergic to women and doesn't stand even ten feets near them. This allergy was a result of an accident which happened years ago, he knows the accident wasn't a coincidence, he knew it was planned but doesn't know who planned it. There's only one person (Anastasia Lopez) who has the answer to all his questions, but unfortunately she disappeared. Years later, he saw her again but fate is cruel, she's lost all her memories and doesn't remember anything from the past. What's gonna happen now? Who's gonna solve the unsolved mysteries from the past?/0/89903/coverorgin.jpg?v=887c58401cbd5c3cebaaac0fc7d41be2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Kissed a Stranger, Now My Ex Can't Let Go
The night Claire Richards caught her husband cheating, she planned her revenge. She transferred billions in hidden assets, gathered undeniable proof of his affair, and destroyed the mistress's reputation. When Claire handed Lucas Bennett the divorce papers, he tore them to pieces. "Divorce? Not a chance!" Lucas snapped. But Claire only smiled. "The waiting period is over, Mr. Bennett. You're out." Sharp, stunning, and done playing nice, Claire steps into a world dominated by two powerful men: her furious ex-husband and the cold, mysterious CEO feared by all. But this time, she's calling the shots. Watch as a clear-headed woman takes control, turns heartbreak into strength, and brings the man who once cast her aside to his knees./0/74654/coverorgin.jpg?v=77b415306f90595a4665dc978a17bc89&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Nanny & The Ice King
When struggling teacher **Sienna Carter** takes a last-minute nanny job for **Grayson Pierce**, a ruthless billionaire and single father, she has no idea what she's getting into. Grayson is cold, demanding, and emotionally distant, more interested in boardrooms than bedtime stories. His daughter, **Lily**, is quiet and withdrawn, having lost her mother in a tragic accident. Sienna, with her warm and compassionate nature, clashes with Grayson at every turn. He sees her as an inconvenience, while she finds him insufferable. But as Sienna slowly breaks through Lily's walls, she unexpectedly starts to unravel Grayson's, too. Hate turns to fiery tension, tension turns to stolen glances, and before they know it, the icy walls between them start to melt. But just as love begins to bloom, secrets from Grayson's past resurface, threatening to destroy everything. Will their growing love be enough to survive the storm? Or will Grayson's fear of vulnerability cost him the one thing he never knew he needed?/1/114237/coverorgin.jpg?v=b5aded0ad39185d750a5d9cfba4b441a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Auctioned Heiress: The Vicious Queen's Revenge
I single-handedly saved my family's corporate empire from a hostile takeover, securing our market share for the next decade. But my grandfather didn't see me as a hero. He saw me as a flawed piece of inventory. To calm the board and fix the reputation I supposedly ruined, he forced me into an arranged marriage, auctioning me off to the highest bidder. Desperate, I turned to my childhood friend, Egnacio, the only person who ever promised to protect me. But instead of saving me, he publicly humiliated me. He used my desperation as a networking opportunity, pitching my arranged marriage as a business deal to a ruthless private equity king named Dexter Mathews. Later that night, I caught Egnacio holding my cruel cousin in his arms. "What man wants to be with a woman who looks at you like she's planning a hostile takeover?" Hearing him mock my pain shattered the last bit of hope I had. I realized I was never family to them. I was just a sharp knife, used to cut down their enemies and then traded for cash before I got dull. The heartbreak vanished, replaced by a cold, violent rage. I didn't break, and I didn't run. Instead, I got into the back of Dexter Mathews's car. He had watched my family tear me apart, but he didn't see a broken pawn. He saw a queen. And together, we were going to burn their entire empire to the ground./0/57783/coverorgin.jpg?v=682235edd57ed3a47319bbbf5140d2a4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
One Nightstand With My Billionaire Boss
Isabella woke up in the morning and felt the ache in a place that never hurt before. She took a glimpse at her body, and Her thoughts went blank. Isabella's eyes discovered a guy who was laying near her, asleep, and her thoughts brought back to all the bizarre things that transpired last night. My boyfriend of 2 years abandoned me, I was intoxicated and went to my hotel room alone. Someone climbed on me. To say that he was gorgeous is an understatement. If an angel could marry a Satan, then I'm convinced he was their offspring. But it was not the goal! He came to me and kissed me. One thing led to another.. God! This man snatched my virginity. And it was hardly the worst. Guess what! He was my new boss Gabriel Remington. I was his new executive assistant. To top it, my former lover accused my boss that he raped me. What should I do? Trust my former lover who just dumped me? Or.. Trust my new boss who took my virginity?/0/64272/coverorgin.jpg?v=fd47f212af45a20c29e190f736dc4e00&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love in Disguise
Heartbroken after her breakup with James, Charlotte seeks refuge at a club, where a one-night stand with billionaire Charles Goldberg leaves him obsessed with her. He's drawn to the star-shaped birthmark on her back but never sees her again. Charlotte's life spirals when she loses her job as an actor and faces financial ruin. Raised by her mother, who told her her father died young, Charlotte fights to stay afloat while supporting her sister, Olivia, in college. Desperate, she concocts a risky plan with her best friend Emma: disguise herself as a man to land a job at Charles Goldberg's company, unknowingly setting the stage for a dangerous game of deception. As Charlotte juggles her secret identity at the company, Charles begins obsessively searching for the mystery woman, unaware that the "man" in his company is the same person. Meanwhile, a rival billionaire's daughter, infatuated with Charles, complicates the game. As Charlotte's secrets unravel, her life threatens to implode under the weight of her lies and growing desire for Charles./0/85037/coverorgin.jpg?v=4fd802e5e676bbed046a45ca8b0b4074&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond Betrayal: Her Unbreakable Spirit
The first sign was a receipt, a flimsy piece of paper I found in my husband Julian' s coat pocket. It was for an obscure art supply store, in a part of the city he had no business being. My husband, the CEO of the world' s most powerful tech firm, saw art as a frivolous asset. My heart went cold. Five years I' d spent as the perfect wife to a man more machine than human, managing his life with detached efficiency. I believed he was incapable of emotion, of passion. I was wrong. The private investigator' s report came back a week later. Pictures. Julian, my ruthless Julian, with a young artist named Lily Chen. The look on his face wasn' t love. It was absolute possession. He followed her, bought her groceries, paid her student loans. He streamed her security cameras directly to his private server, watching her relentlessly. The man who forgot my birthday had memorized a stranger' s life. My confrontation at the Zenith Tech Gala was a mistake. "Julian Vance," I announced, taking a spare microphone on stage. "Innovator. Husband. Adulterer." I held up photos of his obsession for the world to see. He didn' t flinch. His eyes, cold and dark, locked onto mine. "My wife is unwell," he told the stunned crowd, before having security escort me off stage. That night, he slid divorce papers across the marble island in our kitchen. "Sign them," he commanded. The settlement was obscenely generous. "No," I said. "Don' t be a fool, Scarlett. Take the deal. It' s more than you deserve." "I want an apology. I want you to admit what you did." He laughed, a short, ugly sound. "Sign the papers." "Never." The next day, my family' s AI firm was hit with a hostile takeover. Julian was dismantling my life, piece by piece. "Stop it," I pleaded. "You can have the divorce. I' ll sign. Just leave my family alone." "It' s too late for that," he said, then hung up. Two days later, my parents disappeared. "I have them, Scarlett. In a safe place," he said that night, my mother crying in the background. "What do you want?" I whispered. "The papers are on your desk. Sign them, and bring them to me. Your parents will be home by morning." "And if I don' t?" The silence was terrifying. "Don' t test me, Scarlett. You have one hour." I found the papers. My hand shook as I signed, surrendering everything. He met me at an abandoned warehouse. My parents were there, tied to chairs, hooded. "Mom? Dad?" He removed their hoods. Bruised and terrified, my father screamed, "Scarlett, run!" "I promised they would be home by morning," Julian said to me, his eyes never leaving mine. "I never said they' d be alive." He nodded to his men. The gunshots were deafening. My parents, executed in front of me. The world went black. I awoke with a gasp, in my bed, in the sterile mansion. The date was the day I found the receipt. The day my world began to end. This time, it would be his end. I knew the monster I was married to. No confrontation. No public scenes. No desperate pleas. This time, I would disappear. And I would watch him descend into the madness he deserved./1/112291/coverorgin.jpg?v=87fc4585d6bd4b92e407200f65772969&imageMogr2/format/webp)
What's wrong with nurse Lana?!
Trigger Warning: BDSM. EROTICA. Spice level: 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ > "I know you want me... it's not a secret you can hide." His fingers traced my lips as I knelt in front of him. He pulled down his zipper, and his cock sprang free-large, hard, and heavy as it brushed against my mouth. I nibbled at the tip, desperate, needy, like a lost puppy, while his blue eyes locked onto my yearning gaze. "Now take it," he murmured. "Like the good girl you are." *********************************** Lana has always been the good girl-working hard, caring for her sick father, and staying far away from men. Especially her dangerously obsessed boss who never stopped chasing her. When he fires her on the very day her father needs life-saving surgery, Lana believes her world has ended. But fate has other plans. A private nurse position she applied for weeks ago finally calls her in-and everything changes. Her new employers? Killian Rhys, the heir to a powerful empire who may not be as crippled as he claims. Finn, his dangerously charming best friend. And Tristan, the cold, terrifying uncle who holds the real power. All three want her. All three are willing to pay any price to own her. To save her father, Lana has one choice: play their game. But she isn't just after money anymore. If they want crazy... she'll give them crazy. Because Lana doesn't just want their attention. She wants their empire. And she's willing to get on her knees to take it./1/115860/coverorgin.jpg?v=7f387c53cf5f11a351fcde5c49c45652&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling For My Cold Billionaire Captor
Azura Briggs was just a broke college student working freezing valet shifts to pay her adoptive mother's crushing medical debt. Her desperate life shattered the night a bulletproof Maybach violently cornered her in an alley, and a ruthless billionaire kidnapped her by mistake. After a harrowing escape, Azura was forced to take a humiliating "plus-one" gig at a high-end gala just to survive. But her date turned out to be the billionaire's arrogant nephew, who promptly abandoned her to the wolves. Cornered by a sleazy executive and his psychotic wife, Azura was publicly slapped, her dress torn, and left bleeding on the floor while hundreds of elites watched in disgust. Just as she prepared to fight to the death, the crowd violently parted. Hunter Mcintosh, the terrifying man who had kidnapped her days ago, dropped to his knees in the broken glass and wrapped his bespoke jacket around her trembling shoulders. Azura was completely paralyzed. Why was the monster who threatened her life now destroying billionaires just to protect her? But the illusion of safety didn't last. Trapped in his Maybach hours later, Hunter threw a draconian employment contract at her feet. "Sign it, and her care is covered. Forever." He knew exactly how to break her. He was offering to pay off her mother's debt, but only if she signed her life away to become his personal assistant. With no other way out, Azura picked up the heavy pen./0/94122/coverorgin.jpg?v=dc15619cac027ae3cd7d1dfc5cc46d91&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond Betrayal: Our Unexpected Love Story
I woke up in a hospital bed after a brutal car crash. I had a powerful fiancé, Crawford Pierce, and a revolutionary project that was my life's work, set to merge our two family empires. The first words I heard were from my stepsister, Brittany, telling me she was pregnant with his child. "I'm so sorry, Althea," she sobbed. "We have a connection. It just… happened." My own father walked in, comforting her while telling me a baby was a good business move. Then Crawford, my fiancé, walked past my bed without a glance, placed a hand on her stomach, and asked if the baby was okay. They hadn't just stolen my future; they had stolen my project, presenting it as their own to secure their new union. They stood before me, a perfect picture of betrayal, expecting me to scream and fall apart. They saw me as an obstacle to be managed, my entire life's work just an asset to be liquidated. But they didn't know my secret. The crash had given me more than just injuries; it had given me a vision. A horrifying glimpse into a future where I fought them and lost everything. So I didn't give them the fight they wanted. I gave them a smile, the engagement ring, and my blessing. They thought they had won. They had no idea they just walked into my trap./0/67193/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c1789e24fad908c1b0ccdf619f94f14&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife of a Broke Billionaire
Isla Evans had a dream: to become a successful and independent businesswoman. But everything changes when she discovers that her grandparents, who she thought were poor, have left her a thriving business and billions... on one condition: to work for Damian Blake, a ruthless real estate mogul. Damian is known for his heart of stone and his mysterious past. Ever since he lost his fiancée in a scandal that nearly destroyed his empire, he has not let anyone near him. But why does this man, used to dominating the world, seem so determined to control Isla? When Isla settles into Damian's life, she discovers that his legacy is tied to murky business dealings, dangerous alliances and enemies ready to crush them./0/51295/coverorgin.jpg?v=4a01439658f94b74134bdc8fa757c3d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Don's Yearn
“You thrill me little one. You make every damn principle of mine waver. You do it effortlessly…without even trying. Who are you really Amelia?” I asked, my eyes drinking in her facial features that have had me spell bound since the very first freaking second. She is the safe haven I run to after a day of dealing with blood and guns. “Just the least of your assets. Nothing more than something you own” Amelia said and she turned around to continue the dishes. I could feel her mixed hatred towards me. Her hatred was as alive as her desire. I held her hands and dropped the plate she was holding in the sink. I peeled the wet gloves off her hands before lifting her and placing her atop the counter. “What are you doing Massimo?” Amelia asked. Her voice low, so as to not attract anyone. “I don't seem to own you…you seem to own me” I said as I parted her legs - her gown hiking higher - and I stood in between them. “What do you…” Amelia started but I placed a finger across her lips. “I want you little one and I can't wait anymore” I said, my voice husky with desire and want as I pulled her waist closer to me. “Let me taste you Piccino…” I said. “Then have a taste…just a taste” Amelia said, wrapping her hands around my neck and shocking me to the core. “A taste it is…” I said before my lips came down on hers and my body hummed to how good she felt, smelt and tasted. I wanted her on my bed… I needed her in my life… I yearn.... ********* She was sold as a payment and he treasured her because he knew she was priceless…/0/86660/coverorgin.jpg?v=fd6ec8f00509b295d6f5b9df7a1235ce&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Bankrupt to Billionaire's Beloved
Five years ago, my company went bankrupt, burying me under mountains of debt. It was the lowest point of my life, yet I still believed I had my family. I was wrong. The day bankruptcy was finalized, my parents and younger brother called a family meeting. I expected comfort, a plan. Instead, my mother coldly declared, "Ethan, we're done. We can't be associated with this failure." My father nodded along, and my brother Kevin smirked, announcing they were disowning me in the paper. They left me in the shell of my office, with nothing but debt and the echoing sound of their betrayal. For five years, I clawed my way back, sleeping in a storage unit, eating instant noodles, taking every coding job I could find. My second company, Phoenix Innovations, just closed a nine-figure deal. I wasn't just back on my feet; I was flying higher than ever. Then the phone rang. It was my mother, her voice dripping with fake emotion. She gushed about how proud they were, then immediately shifted, claiming they had fallen on hard times. She asked for five million dollars and a Senior Vice President position for my father. I almost laughed at their shameless audacity. "No," I said, the word simple and final. Her voice turned venomous, "After everything we've done for you? We are your parents! You have a duty to take care of us!" My duty? I reminded them of the newspaper notice disowning me. They sputtered, claiming it was just a formality. I countered with their forged medical reports and my father's convenient recovery. "I owe you nothing," I said. "You made your choice five years ago. Live with it. Don't ever call me again." I hung up, blocking their number. The peace I had fought for felt about to shatter./0/83740/coverorgin.jpg?v=1a1cc468a80419a4953bfd304f881a83&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Mother's Reckoning
The polo match shimmered with Hamptons elite, a cruel contrast to my jazz singer soul. Julian, my husband, was, as always, obsessed with his "white moonlight," Scarlett Vance, and her daughter Penelope. My twin sons, Leo and Noah, just five years old, were the only music in my gilded cage. Then Penelope, Scarlett's daughter, had a medical crisis, aplastic anemia, needing a bone marrow transplant. Julian' s words froze my blood: Leo and Noah, my babies, were perfect matches. He ignored my pleas, dismissing their age, proclaiming them "useful to the family." He ripped my sons from my arms, forcing them into a dangerous, excessive donation for Penelope, leaving them bleeding and feverish. While my sons lay dying, he was at a gala celebrating Penelope' s "miraculous recovery." He called my desperate calls for help "dramatic," then hung up. With no drivers, no one to help, I scooped my fading boys into my arms, rushing into the pouring Manhattan rain. I begged a public hospital for help, drenched in their blood, only to be met with news reports of Julian lighting up the Empire State Building in celebratory pink, and witnesses whispering, "Negligent mother." Then the doctor came. "They're gone." My sons, my world, brutally taken by a cold, calculating man who saw them as a resource. But Julian didn't know his mother, Eleanor Thorne, was about to expose the monstrous lie he' d sacrificed our children for. He didn' t know this was just the beginning of my reckoning./1/113265/coverorgin.jpg?v=24d2edb6d1e49203bed91a1978399757&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sleeping With My Ex's Ruthless Billionaire Uncle
At my rehearsal dinner, my fiancé Coleman abandoned me to rush to the hospital. His "savior" and first love, Elia, had been in a minor car accident. When I followed him there, I saw him holding her hands with an agonizing tenderness he had never shown me in our three years together. Through the gap in the blinds, Elia locked eyes with me and gave a deliberate smirk. When I tried to leave, I was assaulted by his family's security guards and thrown into a freezing police precinct. Coleman refused to bail me out, claiming he couldn't leave Elia's side. Instead, his ruthless billionaire uncle, Axel Arnold, dragged me out, only for me to be drugged by his associate and wake up in Axel's bed with a ruined dress and bruised skin. Before I could even process the shame, Coleman publicly announced the postponement of our wedding, turning me into the city's ultimate laughingstock. For years, I had endured the biting cold of an Aspen avalanche to save his life, only for Elia to steal the credit and my fiancé. They thought I was just a grateful, adopted orphan they could bleed dry to secure the Cooper family's wealth. But I was done being their punching bag. I marched straight to his penthouse, threw the three-carat diamond ring right at his chest, and left the city. Six months later, his mother called, threatening to bankrupt my family if I didn't return to their estate by dinner. I gripped my phone, a cold fire igniting in my eyes. "Book us the next red-eye flight to New York." This time, I was going back to burn their world to the ground./0/69140/coverorgin.jpg?v=e07f203525618a6f8d7e40b58e3f2b5b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Deal with Desire
Elena Carter has spent years clawing her way up the corporate ladder, only to watch her dreams teeter on the edge of collapse. Her fledgling marketing start-up is drowning in debt, and the last thing she needs is Damian Blackwood-Manhattan's most ruthless billionaire-pulling the rug out from under her. When her office lease is terminated without warning, Elena storms into Damian's sleek skyscraper to fight for her company, determined to stand her ground against the enigmatic tycoon. Damian doesn't need distractions. His empire was built on unshakable focus and cold precision, not fiery confrontations with ambitious women who won't back down. But there's something about Elena-her fire, her drive-that he can't ignore. When she reluctantly accepts his offer to work on a high-stakes project at his secluded Hamptons estate, the line between business and desire blurs in ways neither of them expects. As jealousy and pride threaten to tear them apart, Damian and Elena must confront their own vulnerabilities to discover that sometimes, surrendering control is the greatest power of all. In a world of high stakes and even higher walls, can love triumph over ambition and fear?/0/88607/coverorgin.jpg?v=ecdaeec233859e07955313dca21f4420&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dear Ex-wife, You Belong To Me!
I got pregnant with our second child when my husband's ex-love returned. I didn't take it as a threat until Christian took our firstborn Zeon to enjoy the romantic candlelight dinner with Celine. They were more like a happy family together while I was the third wheel in their lives. This made me fear for the baby in my womb. I don't want to lose her either. So, I asked for a divorce and Christian didn't hold me back. I thought, now all will be right, until, three years later, one stormy night, my ex-husband appeared at my door. *** "Veronica, don't ever try to leave me again. You're MINE!"/0/69789/coverorgin.jpg?v=052da7f44a0d5ac705350cd4ebd8337d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
