Oops! My Boy Toy Is A Billionaire Heir

Chapter 9

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astic jabs about her "boyfriend" and sullen silences. Camille parried h

ormed into a whirlwind of activity. A team of stylists

owns for Camille to choose from. They were all beautiful,

ack tuxedo, leaned against the doorframe, watchin

th elegant and striking. A smoky eye made Camille's amber irise

er eyes passed over the blacks, the n

mple, stark

hite, dear? Isn't that a bit

rve of her lips. "Sometimes, the sim

nd disappeared into

the low chatter

of pure white silk that outlined every lean curve. The back was cut daringly low, plunging almost

very scar was visible. An old bullet wound. It was a detail that transf

th caught in

his? Truly seen her? For years, his memory of Camille was of a woman i

nger. A magnificent, terrifying stranger. A

and he seemed unable

approval. She fastened a delicate di

le's arm a squeeze. "Show them all w

the full-length mirror. A warrio

h a confidence he'd never seen before. She hel

" Her tone was light, teasi

t her skin touched his, a jolt of heat, u

er, a perfect picture of wealth and power

r perfume, a cool, clean scent like night-bloomin

t stand th

't you?" he bit out, the words sour

the window at the glittering city li

all the confir

ted to grab her, to shake her, to demand answers.

drive. Ahead, a mansion blazed with light, a

ived at the

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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.”