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His Billion-Dollar Vengeance

His Billion-Dollar Vengeance

"Daddy, are we really not going?" my daughter Chloe asked, her eyes big and hopeful, clutching the beautiful dress she was supposed to wear to the Memorial Day gala with her mother. My wife, Congresswoman Ava Hayes, had just called, her voice crisp and professional, claiming a last-minute, critical political function with donors. But I saw the disappointment in Chloe's trembling lip, and I knew I had to make it right for her. So, against Ava's instructions, I took Chloe to the gala, hoping for a special surprise night for my little girl. When we arrived, the grand D.C. estate was buzzing with national news cameras, and there, bathed in a spotlight on a massive stage, was my wife Ava. She wasn't at a "critical function" – she was standing next to her Chief of Staff, Mark, publicly introducing him and his son Liam as her "husband" and "our wonderful son." My world tilted, and a cold dread washed over me as Chloe whispered, "Daddy, why is Mommy with Mr. Mark? And why is she calling Liam her son?" I confronted Ava, demanding to know why she was pretending another man's son was hers, when our daughter, Chloe, stood right there beside me. She didn't miss a beat, her smile replaced by a mask of cold fury as she shrieked, "Security! This man is a disturbed constituent! He's been harassing my family!" The crowd, a sea of D.C. elites, jeered, calling me a "stalker" and a "nobody," as Mark put a protective arm around Ava, playing the devoted husband. Then, a text from Ava buzzed on my phone, citing our sacred "Veto Card" to cover this grotesque betrayal for the "campaign," twisting our most intimate promise into a tool of deceit. But the deepest cut came when Chloe, wanting to defend me, ran forward, only for Liam, Mark's son, to shove her back, her head hitting a marble planter. Chloe's cry of pain echoed, and blood trickled from her forehead as Ava shielded Liam, glaring at me with icy eyes, "Stop harassing a child!" Mark, with a patronizing smirk, threw a platinum credit card at my feet, telling me to "get lost" before he had me arrested. As I cradled my bleeding daughter, hearing her whimper, "Mommy doesn't want me anymore," something inside me snapped. The quiet, unassuming stay-at-home dad was gone, replaced by a profound rage that demanded retribution, a quiet fury about to turn the world upside down.
A Woman Scorned Rises

A Woman Scorned Rises

He spent $9.99 million to put my name, Chloe Miller, on every billboard in Times Square. "Chloe, marry me." The proposal of the century, they called it. For ten years, I had been the perfect fiancée to Liam Sterling, heir to an empire. That proposal was supposed to be our grand finale. Then he vanished. Thirty days of chilling silence, broken only by paparazzi photos. Liam, in Paris, Rome, Tokyo – with her, Sarah Jenkins, his "white moonlight." The tabloids spun a tragic romance: Sarah, terminally ill; Liam, the noble savior on a farewell world tour. He became a saint. I became a footnote. Today, they returned. I stood at the private jet terminal, not to cry, but to end it. He strode out, tanned and relaxed, she frail and clinging. "Chloe," he said, annoyance flashing in his eyes. "What are you doing here?" "We're over, Liam." Sarah peeked from behind him, watery-eyed. "Chloe, please don't be mad at Liam. It's all my fault. I just wanted to see the world one last time before I go." Her performance was flawless. But I saw the healthy glow beneath her pale skin. "Upset her?" I asked, my voice dripping acid. "She looks healthier than I do." I held up my phone, showing a lab report. "Sarah, according to this, you are in perfect health. Not a single marker for any terminal illness." Liam snatched the phone. "Chloe, stop it! You've lost your mind! You're being cruel and manipulative!" He didn't want to believe me. His eyes, once full of trust, now saw me as a monster. "There's a sick woman who needs me," he said, stroking Sarah' s hair. "And then there's you, acting like a psycho." He offered me a crumb: "We'll get married as planned. Just... give me some time to handle this." He thought he could have us both. But looking at the man I had loved for ten years, I felt nothing. No, I thought. We will not be getting married. Not now. Not ever. I walked away, leaving him standing there. He didn't believe I would actually leave. He would soon learn just how wrong he was.
A Love Unseen

A Love Unseen

In the highest echelons of luxury and privilege, Aurora "Rory" Wynter, Landon Wellesley, and Ethan Blackwood have been the best of friends since childhood. As they navigated the challenges of growing up together, their bond remained strong, but the complexities of adulthood soon tested their relationships in ways they never anticipated. Aurora, a kind and gentle soul, has been secretly in love with Landon for years. Despite his aloof and calculating nature, Rory can't help but feel drawn to him. When Landon proposes a marriage of convenience, Rory agrees, hoping that their relationship will eventually blossom into something more. However, Landon's past soon comes back to haunt him in the form of Lilah Redmond, his beautiful and charismatic first love. As Lilah's presence threatens to upend Rory's carefully constructed world, she must confront the reality of her feelings for Landon and the true nature of their relationship. Meanwhile, Ethan, who has been quietly harboring feelings for Rory, watches as she navigates the challenges of her engagement. As he struggles to come to terms with his own emotions, he begins to realize that his heart may hold the key to Rory's happiness. Will Ethan let Roy slip through his fingers or will take a shot in the dark? Can Landon overcome his past and learn to truly love Roy or will he return to the arms of Lilah? Who will Rory choose when she finds herself at the altar with an unexpected groom while the person she's loved for almost all her life beckons her outside?
The Billionaire's Virgin Saint: Trained For Sin

The Billionaire's Virgin Saint: Trained For Sin

"Angela, please stop. Let me talk to you. Please, let me hold me like you asked. I'll do anything pleaseeee my angel", my voice was barely above a whisper and the words that came out sounded like it belonged to someone else. I don't know what I'm begging for, but it's urgent. Something's happening to me, and I love it. "Call me your angel again" she whispered, her lips brushing against my ear. The words sent a shiver down my spine . Her breath was warm against my skin, and as she bit down lightly on the lobe of my ear, I couldn't help but close my eyes, surrendering to her. ____________________________________ Ryan James has built his world around three things: his daughters, his mother and his empire. Everything else is secondary, including women. For him, relationships are transactional, and he's never cared about anyone's happiness... until he meets Angela. Angela is a woman haunted by her past. A stripper and the owner of an adult toy shop, she's learned to run from pain and avoid attachments. But when she agrees to marry the cold, gruff CEO, Ryan, to settle a debt, she's forced into a marriage that demands her to stay. As the two navigate their complicated union, Ryan finds himself drawn to Angela– something he's never felt for anyone before. But can he face the demons that have shaped him? And can Angela stay still long enough to confront her own fears? Or will her past always make her run?