A Trillionaire in University
Well, well, well, look who stumbled upon my memoir. Allow me introduce myself properly: The name is Jessica Raye. I lost half of my family in a tragic fire, lived under a bridge and was bullied endlessly by the mean girls. But all that is in the past because I am a trillionaire now. I want to tell you and you alone my story. Consider yourself privileged, darling, because not just anyone gets a backstage pass to the drama-filled show that is my life. This book has found you for a reason. Or maybe fate has led you hear. So buckle up, sit back, grab some popcorn and relax as I tell you how I became a trillionaire, got revenge on my enemies and had the most eligible bachelors chasing me before the age of eighteen.
Darling reader, you're about to embark on a journey that'll make your head spin faster than a merry-go-round. Hang on every word as I give you a glimpse into the extraordinary life of yours truly. You will either feel all-consuming adoration or blistering disdain for me. So, take your pick. Love me or loathe me!
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Chapter: 46. My husband!Chapter forty sixThere was one feeling I loved more than anything in the world. It was a feeling I cherished above all others, that I would do anything to hold onto. No, it wasn't the joy of winning the lottery (though that would be nice). It wasn't the thrill of skydiving or bungee jumping (let's be honest, that's more like heart-stopping terror than love). It wasn't even the satisfaction of finding the last slice of pizza in the fridge at midnight (although that's pretty high up on the list).It was the feeling of being truly understood. The feeling of being seen, not just for the mask I wore or the role I played, but for the person I was at my core. To have someone look into my eyes and see the essence of who I am, to hear my words and understand the thoughts and emotions behind them, that was a feeling unlike any other.I only felt that way in the arms of Scott Sanders, my husband. I felt truly alive, truly connected, as if I had found my place in the universe. After a long day a
Last Updated: 2024-06-10
Chapter: 45. Threats and PowerChapter forty five: Threats and PowerAs the morning light streamed through the curtains, I slowly opened my eyes to the sight of two warm, captivating brown eyes fixed on me with unabashed adoration. It was Scott, my beloved, greeting me with a tender smile."Good morning, beautiful," he greeted with affection.I chuckled lightly. "Have you been staring at me again, mister?" I teased, the corners of my lips lifting into a playful smile."How did God create a woman so perfect in every way?" he mused, his fingers tracing a delicate path along my right cheek."I guess we'll never know," I replied, meeting his gaze with a playful wink, knowing that in his eyes, I was indeed perfect.As Scott leaned in, his lips poised to meet mine in a tender morning kiss, I playfully swerved away. With a giggle, I swiftly pulled the sheets up, covering myself completely. "Oh, no you don't," I exclaimed, my laughter bubbling up as I hid beneath the cozy fortress."Come on, don't hide from me," he tease
Last Updated: 2024-06-04
Chapter: 44. The first time⚠️ Warning: This is for readers 18+Back in my house, as I slipped out of my clothes and into the soft silk of my nightdress, my mind kept circling back to that tense encounter with Scott earlier in his office. It was the first time I had seen that side of him—assertive, calculating, and unyielding. And strangely, it ignited a fire within me that I hadn't expected. As much as I wanted to resist and stick to the marriage contract, I found myself drawn to the raw power he exuded, the way his eyes gleamed with intensity. I realized there was a side to Scott I had never explored, a side that awakened desires I never knew existed. And as I stood there in the dim glow of my bedroom, bathed in the soft light of the moon, I couldn't shake the feeling that I wanted more. I wanted his touch to linger on my skin and ignite a hunger that burned deep within me. I craved the feel of his hands, the heat of his body pressed against mine. It was intoxicating, irresistible.But as much as I yearned fo
Last Updated: 2024-06-01
Chapter: 43.1 Who is Laura?Part 2: Who is Laura?Once upon a time, Laura had been a young and ambitious teenage girl with a thirst for adventure. She was always a thrill-seeker, looking for excitement in all the wrong places. She met Big Tony, the notorious leader of a small-time gang, at a rundown bar on the outskirts of town. Despite his rough exterior, there was something charming about Tony that drew Laura to him like a moth to a flame. They quickly fell into a passionate whirlwind romance, fueled by adrenaline and the promise of a life less ordinary. They were partners in crime, planning heists and pulling off daring robberies across the city.The infamous robbery that sealed their fate was at the city's most prestigious jewelry store. Laura and Tony orchestrated an elaborate plan to steal a collection of priceless diamonds. This diamond was not just any gem; it was rumored to be a priceless heirloom with significant monetary value. With Laura's cunning and Tony's muscle, they successfully executed the he
Last Updated: 2024-05-29
Chapter: 43. The tattoo studioChapter forty three: The tattoo studio.Scott took a u-turn at a very familiar street. At the end of road, I saw a neon sign looming ahead. It was the tattoo studio where I had asked Scott to marry me."Why are we here?" I asked."Just follow my lead," he replied cryptically.We parked in front of the studio, the neon sign casting an ethereal glow over the pavement. Stepping out of the car, I followed Scott as he strode purposefully towards the entrance. "Hey, boss," they greeted him.Butch, the tattoo artist, a burly man with a bushy beard, looked up from his workbench and greeted us with a nod."Back so soon with the wifey?" he asked, his tone gruff yet friendly.Scott flashed him a wry grin. "I'm not here for tattoos this time," he said, motioning towards me.He took me to his inner office. The walls were adorned with an eclectic collection of artwork, dominated by nude, obscene paintings of women in provocative poses. The scent of rich tobacco cigarettes hung heavy in the air, min
Last Updated: 2024-05-29
Chapter: 42. Hear my truth.Chapter forty two: Hear my truth.I could not risk helping a wanted criminal with a heist. The only thing I had been stealing those days were hearts – metaphorically, of course. Need I mention that I'm too pretty to go to jail – and far too fabulous for a life of crime. I knew for sure that I was not cut out for life behind bars? I mean, orange may be the new black, but it's definitely not my color, darling. Plus, have you seen the food they serve in prison?On a more serious note, there I was, a successful CEO with everything to lose, being blackmailed by my own sister, a fugitive wanted by the FBI. It was like something out of a twisted crime thriller, only this was my reality. I had worked too hard to build my reputation and my empire from the ground up to throw it all away for a daring heist. I had clawed my way to the top, overcoming countless obstacles and naysayers along the way, and I wasn't about to let my sister's reckless antics derail my hard-earned success.No, I had to t
Last Updated: 2024-05-25
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