Billionaires’ Love at First sight

Billionaires' Love at First sight

Angela

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***Poster image is not mine...Its credit goes to the owner*** She was a simple girl and she went on vacation to her friend just before her marriage. Where things turned upside down He was a CEO of the big group and also had a hidden identity as Mafia king with lot of enemies They both were from different world and different places but their destiny had different plans for them. Lets see how they cross their road to each other.

Chapter 1 Girl at office gate

It was the end of a hectic day for all in Devis Group one of the biggest firm in Canada with hundreds of its branch in the world, and it was an early day off for Jason Devis the CEO of the company and also a leader of underworld of course his second identity was unknown to all expect the people who were very close to him and worked for him for his second identity.

It was Carl's birthday his best buddy and one of his only family member other than his other 2 friends Scot & Tex. Jason didn't have family apart from his 3 buddy's. Although he didn't have neither time nor interest for parties & all but he never wanted to disappoint his friends. He was known for his arrogance, ruthlessness, cruelty, merciless and his dominating behavior suited his personality but he was hell handsome, girls just wanted to get be his girlfriend but he was never interested in all of them.

For him love was shattered when his first love betrayed him and after that he lost his interest and trust in girls although his friends tried a lot of blind dates and other ways to his interest in girls but never succeeded.

It was 6pm when all the employees were leaving which was not usual for him but he left his cabin and entered his private lift as he don't wanted to be late for Carls' birthday celebration.

When the driver of his car was taking our the car from the basement parking and was heading to the main gate that's when Jason who was engrossed in checking mails just looked out of his car and what he saw brought a smile on his face, a girl was standing the gate and the way she was looking at the exit of the company it seems like she was waiting for her friend, he saw she was so simple wearing a skin fir jeans and white loose shirt with a cute smile on her face as she was talking so someone and she just raised her hand to greet her friend who just exited the company by the Jason turned to whom she was greeting his card exited the card and was on main road, that's when he realized that how he was lost in the looks of that innocent girl.

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Billionaires’ Love at First sight
1

Chapter 1 Girl at office gate

17/01/2020

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Chapter 2 An Innocent Face

17/01/2020

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Chapter 3 Seeing her everyday

17/01/2020

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Chapter 4 First Kiss

17/01/2020

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Chapter 5 Her Best Friend

17/01/2020

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Chapter 6 Her Wedding Day

17/01/2020

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Chapter 7 Blackout

17/01/2020

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Chapter 8 His Revenge

17/01/2020

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Chapter 9 Mistress of The House

17/01/2020

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Chapter 10 One Week for Marriage

17/01/2020

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Chapter 11 Call to Beny

18/01/2020

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Chapter 12 Getting Drunk

18/01/2020

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Chapter 13 Escape Day

19/01/2020

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Chapter 14 Registering Marriage

19/01/2020

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Chapter 15 Wedding Night

19/01/2020

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Chapter 16 How You Escaped

20/01/2020

17

Chapter 17 Lunch for Jason

20/01/2020

18

Chapter 18 One More Parcel

21/01/2020

19

Chapter 19 Call from Rose

22/01/2020

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Chapter 20 Rose & Jason at Gynecologist

22/01/2020

21

Chapter 21 Thousand pieces of heart

26/01/2020

22

Chapter 22 After Three years

26/01/2020

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Chapter 23 New Boss

27/01/2020

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Chapter 24 Little him

28/01/2020

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Chapter 25 In Prison

28/01/2020

26

Chapter 26 Lost Sara

29/01/2020

27

Chapter 27 Sara's suffering of three years

29/01/2020

28

Chapter 28 Two Months

01/02/2020

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Chapter 29 Who are you

01/02/2020

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Chapter 30 Family

03/02/2020

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Chapter 31 Family

04/02/2020

32

Chapter 32 Engaged

04/02/2020

33

Chapter 33 Have lunch with me

05/02/2020

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Chapter 34 Come back to me

05/02/2020

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Chapter 35 Came to pick up

06/02/2020

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Chapter 36 Most beautiful women in the world

06/02/2020

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Chapter 37 His Kids

08/02/2020

38

Chapter 38 Weird Dreams

11/02/2020

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Chapter 39 Time with Kids

11/02/2020

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Chapter 40 Visit to Amusement Park

12/02/2020