Oops! My Boy Toy Is A Billionaire Heir

Chapter 3

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d, ready to step between them. April's

ace between them, a breath away fro

her hand dro

thing sharp and dangerous. She looked direct

finally managed to turn hel

off balance. Her mouth opened and closed, but n

. He understood the venom dripp

vanished from her face as if it had never been ther

needed the Walters protection after her family collapsed. She had endured his coldness, his neglect, and the quiet humi

uld hide behind closed doors. The child in her belly was a claim. A future scandal. A p

loud, but it cut through the airport noise

ated in the spa

ed at her, his mouth slightly agape. He cou

ril's face before she expertly r

swaying. "Frank, oh no... Did I c

e sounds. The mole beneath her eye glist

out of his shock. Rage, hot an

led, his voice a low growl. "Do yo

s meeting his without a trace of fear.

off your arm and expected me to stand here like a well-trained wife. Frank, please. I'm n

, expertly dissecting hi

ultures were circling, eager to capture the

ic warred with his anger. His

ted out, reaching for her arm, trying to

his touch as if he were diseased. The l

r voice ringing with finality, "will be at you

She sagged against Frank,

Frank... It was all me..."

dead eyes. She felt nothing. Not anger, no

cue, tell her to save it for a room without witnesses. This act is

ril, the woman he was supposed to be prote

voice echoing in the high-ceili

It was a look of pity and co

them. April was still crying. Frank was still saying her name like a threat. Camille kept

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Oops! My Boy Toy Is A Billionaire Heir

Liz Nozick Romance

“Three years ago, Camille Garner caught her husband, Frank Walters, in bed with her best friend. So she did the only thing a humiliated heiress could do. She found herself a beautiful young lover, paid his bills, kept him close, and made sure Frank was no longer the only one allowed to betray their marriage. Cody was supposed to be nothing more than her revenge. Handsome. Obedient. Disposable. Until Frank came back from Europe with April Mercado on his arm. April, Camille's fragile former best friend. April, Frank's mistress. April, now pregnant with his child. In the middle of JFK, Frank expected Camille to cry, beg, or quietly swallow the shame like a proper wife. Instead, Camille smiled, looked at his pregnant mistress, and asked for a divorce. Frank thought he could crush her. He threatened to leave her with nothing. But the ruthless Walters family did not protect their cheating son. To save their stock price and their reputation, they forced Frank to keep Camille by his side until one final billionaire gala was over. Camille agreed. One last performance as the perfect wife. One last night in a backless white gown, with her old bullet scar exposed and every powerful family in New York watching. Then the music stopped. The most untouchable man in the room, Kellen Prince, appeared before her. The heir every billionaire feared. The man holding the Walters family's future in his hands. And the man Camille had known for three years as Cody. Her paid lover. Her pretty little secret. Her boy toy. Now he was staring at her like she had always belonged to him. Frank finally realized he had not just lost his wife. He had handed her straight to a man powerful enough to destroy him.”