Rebirth And Revenge The Real Heiress Is Back

One Night With My Billionaire Boss

Nathaniel Stone

I woke up on silk sheets that smelled of expensive cedar and cold sandalwood, a world away from my cramped apartment in Brooklyn. Beside me lay Ezra Gardner—my boss, the billionaire CEO of Gardner Holdings, and the man who could end my career with a snap of his fingers. He didn’t offer an apology for the night before; instead, he looked at me with terrifying clarity and proposed a cold, calculated business arrangement. "Marriage. It stabilizes the board and solves the PR crisis before it begins." He dressed me in archival Chanel and sent me home in his Maybach, but my life was already falling apart. My boyfriend, Irving, claimed he had passed out early, yet his location data placed him at my best friend’s apartment until three in the morning. When I tried to run, I realized Ezra was already ten steps ahead, tracking my movements and uncovering the secret I’d spent twenty years hiding: my connection to the powerful Senator Grimes. I was trapped between a CEO who treated me like a line item on a quarterly report and a boyfriend who had been using me while sleeping with my closest friend. I felt like a pawn in a game I didn't understand, wondering why a man like Ezra would walk up forty flights of stairs on a broken leg just to make sure I was safe. "Showtime, Mrs. Gardner." Standing on the red carpet in a gown that cost more than my life, I watched my cheating ex-boyfriend’s face turn pale as Ezra claimed me in front of the world. I wasn't just an assistant anymore; I was a weapon, and it was time to burn their world down.

Romance Revenge Celebrities Drama

Download the Book on the App

"Tell me to stop"he whispered slowly in her ear

"I don't want you to"Ava muttered closing her eyes for a moment, letting the subtle scent wrap around her like a secret only they shared, igniting a thrill that made her heart race beneath the chaos of the night.

The journey started when she stepped out of the cab, her heels clicking against the sleek pavement of the Fontainebleau Hotel. Palm trees shimmered under golden lights, and the low sound of bass could already be heard pulsing through the night air. Her dress was different and daring, nothing like the old version of herself.Tonight, she wasn't the grieving girl with a broken past. Tonight, she was someone else.

She walked into LIV like she belonged there, letting the neon lights and smell of expensive perfume wrap around her. Bodies moved with hypnotic rhythm under the neon light and the DJ's beat made the floor feel alive.

She went to the barman to get her own shot and drank it

"One more please"

The bar man raised his eyesbrow, scanning her from head to toe,she caught his reaction and scoffed.

"What,do I look like a minor?"

He handed her another glass,she dranked it at one go and smirk before leaving for the party floor and started dancing.

Dancing to let go of the old her.

Dancing to the let go of her grief.

She was here to forget her memories.

It was her last night in a city where no one knew her name. No vengeance.No pain.No past.

Just the music and the fire in her veins

"You running from something?"a velvet-smooth voice whispered behind her.

She turned to look at the owner of the voice that sounded like melody and there in front of her is a tall guy looking dark and dangerous in a way that pulled her like gravity. His gaze met hers, steady, unreadable.A silent dare.

"Someone," she corrected.Then, with a smirk

"And you?"

He didn't answer. He just offered her his hand.

She took it as she stared back at him.

His gaze,he have this look that ignited something dangerous in her.

Ava's breath caught in her throat. For a moment, the music faded.The crowd disappeared.All that existed were those dangerous eyes, and the way they melted her with just one look.

She was already burning and he hadn't even said a word.

"You don't belong here," he said, voice low and smooth, barely audible over the music.

She smirked. "And you do?"

"I make places like this dangerous," he replied, eyes dropping to her lips.

It didn't sound like just a line but like a warning and it only made her want him more.

The beat of the music pounded around them, but her heartbeat was louder.

And then he leaned in.His lips hovered,not touching hers yet.

He gave her a second to pull away but she didn't.

He took it as go ahead and kissed her,their lips met like heat and hunger. A slow burn turned wild in seconds. His hand cradled the back of her neck, pulling her in, deepening the kiss. Her fingers curled into his shirt like she needed something to hold on to.

His lips tasted like drugs and Ava had never felt more alive.

Read Now