A Deal With The Billionaire

A Deal With The Billionaire

last updateLast Updated : 2023-11-14
By:  Rae-Rae  Ongoing
Language: English
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Book 1: Loving the billionaire series. It was supposed to be one night, one night to forget about her cheating fiancé and her lying best-friend. But, one night ended up as a one-night stand with a mysterious stranger Arya Morris knew nothing about. It was easy pretending that the night ever happened, but then she got pregnant and now, three years later, billionaire Devon Brookes is standing at her doorstep, demanding his daughter, he’s nothing like that night, he’s stiff and colder. She wants nothing to do with Devon, so she’s pushing him away, how far can she give in? With the temptations that follow, secrets and danger, will they stand together? Does she have a place in his heart to heal him? Or, does fate have another way for her? Book 2: A game with the billionaire. Book 3: Taming the billionaire.

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Prologue:

Arya:“Girl! Lighten up and have some booze,” Emma, my best-friend says as she pushes the glass of vodka on the counter.I shift awkwardly in my seat, shrugging. “I don’t feel like drinking.”“You are kidding, right? Arya, you deserve this as hell, Kevin is an asshole, the sooner you let go of him the better.” Emma rolls her eyes.Kevin...The name brings a bitter churn in the pit of my stomach. Weeks ago, I had a fiancé, my wedding was in two weeks, and then I caught the love of my life cheating on me with my friend, Anna. That wasn’t the worst part though; they had been planning on taking the estate in my trust fund.Kevin and I had been dating since high-school, and the fact that Anna, my once best-friend, had the guts to do this to me, I don’t know which hurt most, the betrayal from a friend or from that of your fiancé, either way, they both hurt real bad. This one week cruise getaway was planned in advance for our honeymoon, already booked for two, and when the wedding was called

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Cara
Can’t wait to read more.
2023-09-13 10:09:30
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DR ÔLA
This series got me wanting more, thank you author.
2023-06-08 12:58:28
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XienneGutierrez
One of the best starters...I love following them all the way... Nice read...
2023-05-23 05:28:31
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64 Chapters

Prologue:

Arya:“Girl! Lighten up and have some booze,” Emma, my best-friend says as she pushes the glass of vodka on the counter.I shift awkwardly in my seat, shrugging. “I don’t feel like drinking.”“You are kidding, right? Arya, you deserve this as hell, Kevin is an asshole, the sooner you let go of him the better.” Emma rolls her eyes.Kevin...The name brings a bitter churn in the pit of my stomach. Weeks ago, I had a fiancé, my wedding was in two weeks, and then I caught the love of my life cheating on me with my friend, Anna. That wasn’t the worst part though; they had been planning on taking the estate in my trust fund.Kevin and I had been dating since high-school, and the fact that Anna, my once best-friend, had the guts to do this to me, I don’t know which hurt most, the betrayal from a friend or from that of your fiancé, either way, they both hurt real bad. This one week cruise getaway was planned in advance for our honeymoon, already booked for two, and when the wedding was called
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Chapter 1:

Arya: 3 years later, The chiming of the doorbell makes me sigh in relief, grabbing my purse from the kitchen counter, I dash towards the door, flinging it open to reveal my older sister, Samantha. “Thank goodness you are here; the babysitter cancelling at the last minute had me almost crying.” I tell her as she steps into the room. “I have a night shift, and I can never resist spending time with my favorite niece.” My older sister, Samantha works as a chief doctor in a hospital near Manhattan. I hate whenever I am late for work, my boss tends to get angry, the babysitter canceling was heartbreaking but then Samantha offered to babysit my two and the half year old daughter, Vera. “Thank you so much for doing this,” I breathe in a sign of relief as she walks over to the living room with a bright smile, my daughter is sprawled on the floor, papers scattered beside her, she’s holding a crayon and doodling sketches that I can’t seem to interpret, her tongue is sticking out, her brows
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Chapter 2:

Arya: I stand there in shock, my brain refusing to process what I am looking at. My heart thunders heavily and the first thought that crosses my mind is to run, beside him is an elderly man, he smiles gently when he sees me standing there. “Miss. Morris, glad you could join us, please have a seat and we can discuss.” I feel so out of place, just clutching a coffee shop. With shaking legs, I make my way over to them, before sitting down. Devon’s wearing a navy suit that stretches round his body, his thick dark hair is layered back, but some strands fall over his face. His deep mysterious green eyes probe on me that I shift awkwardly on the sofa. The atmosphere is thick and heavy with tension; I realize that there’s a sharp seriousness in his eyes. The eyes that looked at me three years ago with warmth are cold and emotionless, the way the media describes him. I gulp down nothing, looking at the two men in front of me, “What’s happening?” “Miss. Morris, I want you to know that you
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Chapter 3:

Devon: The next day, I keep glancing at my wrist-watch, feeling the irritation prickle out of my skin; I glance at Theo Duncan as I watch him give a brief overdraft about his work for the past few weeks. Theo Duncan heads the division headquarter in Europe, but since he got transferred back to New York, he has been making quipping comments about how the company should be operated and making rude remarks about the employees. “Which is why I think that laying off some employees is the best idea to meet our budget. If we can successfully do that, we can acquire the company in India and turn it into one of our own, don’t you think, Devon?” “Mr. Brookes,” I correct him, tapping my pen against the ebony wood. “We might be around the same age but we are in a work setting and I am of much higher position than you, don’t you think?” His features harden and I watch as anger flashes in his eyes. “Mr. Brookes, my apologies, I certainly forgot. It’s as though it’s yesterday when you and I we
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Chapter 4:

Devon: She stares at me like she wants to murder me, she makes an attempt in blocking the door, preventing me from coming in. “You can’t be here, I didn’t give you permission.” “Do I need permission to see my daughter, Arya?” She flinches only slightly when I say her name with so much coldness, attorney Lee has already told me this could happen, and the best way of approaching it is to be gentle with my words, “Look, I know you don’t want this, but this is our daughter, for us to make it work, we have to co-parent.” “I am not co-parenting with you.” She says the word so boldly, but her voice wavers. “Then, I guess we will meet in court.” I say matter-of-factly, her lips purses as she mumbles something under her breath, she opens the door and gestures for me to come in. Stepping into the cold room, I take a while to look everywhere. There are plush sofas and armchairs around a coffee table, behind the glass wall is the view of the city skyline and a sliding door that probably leads
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Chapter 5:

Arya: “Let me get this straight.” Emma drawls, placing her hand on the table, “The man you slept with on the cruise ship is no other than Devon Brookes and now, he’s fighting you for custody right?” She half-yells and I have to remind her we are in a bakery. Mrs. Winters looks at me with concern from the counter and I smile to assure her that I am okay, Emma, Nicole and I always meet in Mrs. Winters bakery whenever it’s our lunch break. Nicole has her law firm just down the street, so it’s easier to meet here. Nicole stares at me with an unreadable expression, she always looks at everyone so blankly. With her straight dark hair and expressionless face, she’s the ‘I don’t take shit’ kind of person, people say she’s ruthless in court, which is exactly why I am using her as my lawyer. “Yes.” I say, taking a sip out of my pumpkin spice latte, “He is.” “Devon Brookes? As in Devon Brookes? The one who graduated from Oxford and Cambridge, the one whose name is all over the internet, the
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Chapter 6:

Arya: “This isn’t fair; I wish college and my job wasn’t so hard on me.” My younger brother, Colin says on the phone as I shove a box of pasta into the shopping cart. I nod my head, my hands trailing along the shelf to grab Vera’s favorite box of chocolate. “Sorry, dude. But, sometimes we don’t always get what we want.” I tell him, and his muffled groan comes out as a response. Colin is my younger brother and is studying in a college across the world; he lives with my parents, while Samantha and I live here, in New York. Colin and I are close, I don’t know why but I have always felt a need to protect him, even though he acts like he’s the older one. When I called off the wedding with Kevin, Colin had wanted to book a flight to New York and give him hell of a beating, but I convinced him not to. “I really wish you could make it for Thanksgiving,” I say with a sigh, every thanksgiving, Samantha and I plan a family gathering, we recount stories, stuff our face with food and have the
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Chapter 7:

Devon: Xavier’s fist connects with my face and I stumble backward. “What is wrong with you? You are losing focus, something you rarely do.” As much as I hate to agree with him, he’s right. These days have been exhausting for me. I sigh, peeling out my boxing gloves and dropping them on the floor, with a silent grunt, I come out of the boxing ring. Xavier Castillo owns an underworld boxing ring, where gangsters fight for money; he owns an criminal mafia organization known as The Nexus that operates secretly but to the world, he owns a fast-chain security company. Xavier Castillo and I are worlds apart, and honestly associating myself with him is termed dangerous. We once met at a party two years ago, he was rumpled and blazing with anger, one look at me and he said, “Do you want to spar? I could certainly use it.” And, now. We always ring each other up when we need to throw a punch at each other, aside from our regular meet up twice a week; we don’t see each other in parties or ev
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Chapter 8:

Arya: “No shit, we are going to the summit gala tomorrow.” Wendy exclaims, her face beaming with a smile. “Oh my gosh, Arya. Do you know how important this party is to like every socialite in New York? The food, the drinks, the hot men. This is going to be like...hell, the best day of our lives tomorrow.” I look up from my computer, putting on a bright smile, “Yeah, I guess so.” Axel rolls his eyes, typing on his keyboard, “Party my ass, I rather be at home lounging with my cat.” “Maybe Clara is planning on promoting us?” Wendy asks, hope filled in her voice. I don’t think Clara will ever promote us, I just think we are going to be trapped in the little cubicle with a computer that takes hours to load and cheap stale coffee in this tiny room where she jammed Wendy, Axel and I. Sometimes, I wonder if Clara is treating us fairly, but I guess not. After the Devon Brookes’ meeting, she still hasn’t forgiven us and is even threatening to fire us. Sometimes, I want to quit and just sta
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Chapter 9:

Arya: When I say Devon Brookes is a good kisser, I wasn’t joking about that. Hands planted behind my waist, his steady body towering over mine and that deep kiss that has my knees buckling, I am transported to years ago, but this feels...somewhat different. The intensity of fireworks exploding in the pit of my stomach is enough to light up New York. Everything begins to blur, I can barely make out the shape of others as his hand is still around mine. I go on my tiptoes, digging my hand is his dark short curls, just when I want to dig deeper, he stops the kiss. His hand is still firmly around the small of my back, “Are you okay?” He asks softly, and I almost fall, but his jade-green eyes are layered deep on me. My cheeks are flustered with heat and then it hits me. I just kissed Devon in front of a hundred people, and can we talk about the part he called me babe? My heart is thundering, I am losing my stance. Devon’s hand moves towards my wrist, holding me in place. “Come on, let
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