The Cursed Billionaire's Fate

ears. Except there was no wind in the room, it was only the air conditioner that was running, creating a cool a

s questioningly, so he could re

games with me. I meant what I said.” Max replied,

times ladies. She knew her beautiful face and figure would attract unwanted attention at work, but making money was her

dating process entirely. There was no opportunity for feelings to develop or for them to get to kn

entally

fter less than thirty minutes of meeting, that's insane," she poi

e closed door. "Lola, I heard myself loud and clear. I may not be crazy, but I might just be

nt something, I get it. So Lola,” He leaned closer to her ear, “–there's no r

a smile from him. He knew h

ed with a sass in her tone. Him whispering into her ears was unexpected but she wasn't

sn't pique my interest. My interactions with you are limited to only being a service provider. So please, refrain from making any un

And in his world, she was too

g her to respond, he pressed on, "I am Max Donovan, a man of immense wealth, a billionaire. I own a vast empire. And yet, you have the aud

velength. Our communication is in sync because we speak the same language. I believe I have expressed myself clearly. Your wealth s

f environment. Instead, you can just accept my proposal and the luxurious and grand lifestyle billionaire's wives enjoy a

ls you can lure with your grand lifestyle. So Mr. Max Donovan, I'm sorry but I decline your proposal." With those w

n his hand, astounded by what just tra

ld she decline the opportunity to become the wife of Max Donovan, the wealthiest bachelor globa

ebellious act seemed to have left him breathless. Downing the remaining contents of his glass with a forceful clank on

et. She can't resist me for to

ome back the next morning. Maybe she was just tired from toda

shoulder, causing him to audibly groan and settle back into the seat.

and whispered, seeking solace. He couldn't bear the thought of anyone st

above. Like a mantra he continuously chanted the words, "Let thi

ciousness once more. The thought of a scandal surrounding him was unbearable. The world might assume he had fainted while engaging in intimate activities with a w

een silenced with money. The ultimate solution to all life'

ciousness. He was unaware of the reason he vocalized her name, it simply emerg

ranspired. What was that? His brain couldn't formulate a reason

made a beeline for his parked car. Without a glance back for Lola or even a simple farewell, he

ickly. Else, something un