Billionaire's Baby Angel

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e an extravagant life as a must. However, I know that the companies' debts will follow us as people as well. I also have shares in the companies, and no matter what job I would take to earn money in legit ways, all that

a bit. I'm a strong person and never surrender in front of problems, but this is so damn hard to cope with. It's fucking 200 million dollars and I have as option to marry a mafia guy to avoid th

, because I'm an intelligent person and have a lot of experience since a child in companies, I managed to f

default consequences if you don't have the capital for it as help. Money is blood in business. No money, n

k man crashed into our car out of nowhere and it was on my side. I had minor injuries, but I blacked out upon th

r collided with another. It was a nasty accident, but thankfully, the cars involved took the hit worse

e he has just landed from a bloody war he has lost. He's dressed in one of his usual three-piece suits, a black one

styled on my left side as I generally have it. Yeah, I'm a curvy girl and possess some hypnotic jade eyes. I'm called an Angel Beauty by boys and men. Don't know if that's right or not as

ries. Son of a bitch.... I can't blame you for claiming your money back as contracted, but to ask me as compensation? Motherfucker....

ith a driver. Our property. We're ri

bliss until she remained pregnant with me. She had a toxic pregnancy with me and had difficulty to feel well. When giving birth to me approached, she had a car accident.... The only survivor was me from then.... The driver, the car, mom, were gone.... Dad never marr

waiting for us. We're in the elevator now and I whisper to dad, staring

ling in kicks and my blood is boiling. I'm in

discussion with him." The doors are opening and I'm following the w

this without trying to do something about it. No one fucks with me like this. Debts or no debts. I

nows me, but he's afraid of my rebel side, the one who never submits or pleases the wants of others, b

blue suit, white shirt and a tie to match. The fucker is a neat and ravishing one in looks. No wonder he's featured in magazines. No, I haven't googled him to know about him or how he looks like.

g on the chair, lean my back on it, cross my leg over the other, take my pack of cigarettes and lighter from my suit jacket, and light one, not saying anything to him, cold in my all. I'm relaxed and queen of the fucking world

is husky, manly, an

w things rolled these years while I wasn't present in the company, and how things have become."

like a fucking emperor as I said. I'm smoking while his eyes in lust and wha

ed you to accept that and give me some months to apply my plan on that and be able to deal with the financial mess. I have ways to solve it, but I need time. I'll transform the companies from real estate to something else and will make the money in record time. You have seen from the background check who I am as in skills, so you may rest assured I'm not just saying this, Mr. Shawn. But to whatever strategies I have in store for a spectacular comeback, I need time. And you'll give it to me. I'm not dad and I don't surrender

hatever money I had, I put them aside. I've never indulged in the riches I had under my ass

e's an Alpha battle in stares between

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ur bitch." I'm with a malevolent smirk at him, burning him with my stare.

layed your dad far too much these two years. I'm aware of who you are but the depth of financial problems is at sky level to be able to solve it in a few months with everyone o

hing under control until he lost himself along the way. You're a billionaire, Mr. Shawn. You can give more time for this. It's not as if your life at this moment or for some more months depend on the 30 million. I know it's business and there are contracts to be respected with deadlines and all, bu

lease legal actions to take what's theirs before the official collapse of the companies you own. Time is not on your side as it has already been used. And because I knew you'll do this...." His devilish smile sprouts on his face with a twist of his head and

n my mouth. I put off my cigarette in a glass with water on the desk without escaping his triumphant

ant you to be my wife, the fuck I'll do otherwise. I never go back on my decisions. I can show you all the contracts f

LL MY PLANS GO DOWN THE DRAIN! FUCK ME! SHIT! "Why me? Huh? Why? You're playing hundreds of millions for this.

of fireworks in his eyes, dead serious.

ump on the fucker to fucking trash the office with him. "You want me.... For what? Drop the wife shit and tell me the essence of wan

r stare is following him. We're in a war of stares and I think I'll fuck h

d forces a kiss on me, pressing me against him, trapping me on hi