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Billionaires Books for Women

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Bound To My Ex: The Billionaire's Trap

Bound To My Ex: The Billionaire's Trap

Eight years ago, Alaina forced herself to say the most vicious, heartless things to break up with her fiercely loyal college boyfriend, protecting him from his billionaire family's wrath. Now, she is a top maxillofacial surgeon, and Jarred Mcknight has returned as the ruthless CEO of Wall Street's most powerful corporation. Their worlds collide in the ER, but Jarred isn't alone. He is accompanying his rumored heiress fiancée. His eyes are pure ice. He treats Alaina with a suffocating, clinical detachment, fiercely protecting the heiress from Alaina's medical examination. The professional slap in the face shatters Alaina's heart all over again. Later, at an exclusive restaurant, Jarred catches Alaina on a miserable, forced blind date. Still believing she left him for money and status, he publicly mocks her for working herself to the bone just to climb the ladder. Her sleazy date, humiliated by the billionaire's sheer dominance, turns his bruised ego on Alaina. On the dark street outside, the lawyer aggressively grabs her arm, trying to force himself on her. Alaina thought Jarred despised her. She thought he had completely moved on, leaving her to drown in the memories of the future they never had. But why did Jarred suddenly explode from the shadows like a lethal predator, brutally snapping the lawyer's wrist just for touching her? Pinning her trapped against the cold brick wall, Jarred's dark eyes burn with a terrifying, unhinged possessiveness. "Is this the kind of garbage you date now?" The eight years of separation mean nothing. The billionaire hasn't let her go, and this time, there is no escape.
Stolen Life

Stolen Life

The old pickup truck rattled down the familiar dirt road, three years to the day since Ethan Miller had seen this town, this sky. He was finally home, a bag full of expensive gifts on the passenger seat, a fortune in his bank account from the diamond mines of South Africa. He' d survived a collapse, been given up for dead, all for his beloved Olivia and family. He imagined her tears of joy, her arms around him, a future blooming. But as he approached his house, the scene shattered his hopeful delusions. A new fence, professional landscaping, an expensive sedan in his old rust-bucket' s spot. Then he heard laughter from the backyard – Olivia's. And a child' s squeal. A child? They hadn't had children. Peering through the fence, his stomach dropped. There was Olivia, glowing, pushing a little boy on a new swing set. Beside the barbecue, a handsome man, Daniel, laughed with the child, and Olivia looked at him with the same smile she once reserved only for Ethan. Then his own mother walked out, cheerfully calling Daniel "son," his father clapping him on the back. His family. Olivia' s new family. The air left his lungs. His wife, his house, his family-all taken over. He stood there, a ghost at his own wake, the raw, ugly truth of their betrayal hitting him like a physical blow. Their faces weren' t filled with shock or joy when they saw him, but annoyance, even hostility. His mother screamed at him, his brother sneered. Olivia, terrified, hid behind Daniel. They had moved on, using his "death" and his insurance money to build a new, comfortable life on his grave. He had returned from hell for them, endured unbelievable hardship for their future, only to find they were happy he was gone. They wanted him dead. The naive, hopeful miner died right there on his doorstep. But from the ashes, something harder rose. He wouldn't just leave; he would reclaim what was his. "I want a divorce," he declared, his voice cold and steady. "And I\'m not the one who\'s going to be leaving this house."