histórias de Billlionare

You and your lover are lying in a fairies meadow, and the fairy's make flower crowns for you, the sky is pink, the flowers sing, you are safe but only until you tilt your head towards your soulmate's direction and,booom!, realization hits you that you are NOT safe.That isn't the man you love...... The only thing you can do now is RUN, For your life.

"I owe you my life and I'll protect you with it" He said with eyes full of love as he took the gunshot. BUT IS HE GOING TO GET KILLED OR IS THIS HIS PLAN TO LURE THE MOLE

Ishaan Kaul, a wealthy ceo who has no interest in any woman and is a stone cold man _______++______________++_____________++ Inaya Ahuja,The heir to Ahuja Industries, a extrovert girl who is sweet until you cross her What happens when they both meet? Tune in to watch their dance

"I refuse to work with you." I said, crossing my arms. "That's too bad, ." He replied, touching my chin lightly. I jerked back, giving him an evil glare. But, I couldn't stop the blush that crept into my cheeks. Why did I have the worse luck in the world?

Dhalia Breeze a successful designer, that took over her parents small shop after they died in a car accident and turned it into a fashion empire. At the age of 25, Dhalia had managed to put her name on the top designers list around the world, but when you think you have it all: good social life, good economic position and a wonderful fiance, Dhalia is going to learn that life can change in a mater of seconds. ************************************************************** Meet Christopher Blanchett. He's very successful British business man. At the age of 26 he's one of the most rich Bachelors in England. But even with all of his money,and all the fame his projects brought him. The truth is he's lonely because his heart and mind can't forget the love of his life. Join Dhalia and Christopher on their journey full of surprises and love. Note: No part of this book is to be re-produce with the authors consent. All Rights Reserved®2015-2016

Dave POV " We've Still not been able to find them sir , I assure you that I and my men are doing our best to find them" the voice from the other end of the line said " It's been four freaking year, four damn years . You better find then or consider yourself done for" I said angrily hanging up . It's been four years , four years since that bitch left I don't give a damn about her but my child, if I wasn't forced into married with some random black girl who my mom feels she owes her life , and forcing me into an arranged marriage . If I didn't freaking get drunk that night and have sex with her , if everything I worked my damn ass off didn't also belong to her, if I didn't have to cheat on her and still cheat on her with her best friend, because apparently we're still married, deep down I almost felt guilty but a part of kept telling me she didn't deserve everything I did to her, but fuck that shit!! , She ran off with my child.