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Gabriel sat behind his large, polished desk, flicking through business proposals with the occasional furrow of his brow. Jonathan, seated across from him, shuffled through papers, checking the details of an upcoming meeting. The steady hum of the office felt normal, but there was an odd energy in the air today.Every now and then, Gabriel would glance up from the documents, a small smile tugging at his lips. It wasn’t much, a brief curve of his mouth, a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. But it was enough for Jonathan to notice. Gabriel wasn’t usually so distracted. Not when he was buried in work.Jonathan raised an eyebrow. He’d worked with Gabriel long enough to know that something was different. The man wasn’t easily moved by much, and yet, here he was, smiling to himself like a teenager in love. Jonathan shifted in his seat, trying to make sense of it. He knew Gabriel had been seeing Antonia for a couple of months now, but was this really the cause of his strange mood?He didn’t as
Last Updated : 2025-01-27Billionaire's Choice Jonathan's Dilemma
One Year LaterIn the span of a year, Gabriel’s world had become a love story written for Antonia. The once self-assured, business-savvy billionaire was now a man who revolved around her, every decision tinged with her presence. Antonia had seamlessly become a part of his life—his family adored her, his friends admired her charm, and his staff spoke of her kindness.Over the months, Gabriel had put her name on properties, an apartment in Miami, another in Mexico, and shares in one of his smaller businesses. She had gained access to his accounts under the guise of helping him organize his life, funding personal projects, and even donating to causes close to her heart. To Gabriel, she was a partner in every sense. He was utterly convinced that she was the woman he would marry.Despite their growing closeness, there was one person who still doubted Antonia, which was Jonathan. Gabriel’s closest confidant and right-hand man had spent the past year quietly observing her. Every time he voic
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Gabriel sat in the living room of his family’s estate, a glass of whiskey untouched in his hand. The cozy warmth of the crackling fireplace couldn’t ease the chill he felt in his chest. Around him, the family gathered in tense silence.Jonathan stood a few feet away, a folder clutched tightly in his hands. He’d waited for this moment with a sinking heart, dreading the impact this revelation would have. He had already shared the truth with the family; now, it was time to tell Gabriel.“What’s going on?” Gabriel asked, breaking the silence. His voice was calm, but his eyes betrayed his growing unease. “Why does everyone look like someone just died?”Grandma’s lips trembled, and she looked to Jonathan, nodding for him to continue. Jonathan stepped forward, placing the folder on the coffee table in front of Gabriel.“I need you to look at this,” Jonathan said, his tone serious but careful. “It’s about Antonia.”Gabriel frowned, his heart immediately on edge. “Antonia? What about her?” He
Last Updated : 2025-01-28Billionaire's Choice Antonia’s Unexpected Appearance
Jonathan was about to respond, but his gaze shifted, his eyes narrowing. He suddenly tapped me on the shoulder, his voice low. “You might want to look up.”I followed his gaze, my heart sinking in my chest when I saw her. Standing in the doorway, looking as out of place as ever, but just as unforgettable.Antonia? What could she be doing here?It felt like the ground beneath me shifted. For a second, I thought I was imagining it—a trick of my overworked, exhausted mind. But no. There she was, standing under the soft glow of the garden lights, her figure as striking and unforgettable as ever.My chest tightened, my breath catching in my throat. I froze, my hands gripping the railing so tightly that the cold stone bit into my palms.How?The question tore through my mind like a whirlwind. How was she here? How did she escape prison? What was she doing at my wedding, of all places?A storm of emotions hit me all at once. Anger. Betrayal. Confusion. The betrayal I thought I had buried cla
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I folded my arms, staring her down. “How the hell did you even get an invite to this place?”Antonia hesitated, her fingers tightening around the hem of her dress. “I heard about it, and I... managed to get one.”I let out a sharp, bitter laugh. “Managed to get one? Huh?” I repeated. “So what, you just walked up to the venue, smiled at security, and they let you in?”She didn’t answer.Unbelievable. I dragged a hand down my face, frustration burning through me. “That means the guest list wasn’t properly vetted.” My voice was cold, controlled, but inside, I was fuming. “I wasn’t trying to ruin anything,” she said quickly. “I just…”“That’s exactly what you do, Antonia,” I cut her off. “You ruin things.” My jaw clenched. “You don’t get to show up here like this and act like you have the right to be anywhere near me.”She exhaled shakily. “I just wanted to see you, Gabriel.”I shook my head. “And why the hell would I want to see you?” My voice dropped lower, harsher. “Do you think I’d b
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I didn’t know what to say. The words wouldn’t come. All I could think about was how much I had loved her, and how every time she’d left, every time she’d hurt me, I’d promised myself I’d moved on. But hearing her say all of that… it felt like I was shattering into pieces all over again.She was silent for a moment, and I could see her struggling to hold it together. But I wasn’t sure I could.“Do you understand what you’ve done to me?” I finally muttered. “All that time, I gave you everything. I loved you without holding back, and this… this is what you’ve done?”Her eyes filled with tears, and she lowered her gaze. She looked so small, so fragile now, and it made the anger inside of me feel even more confusing.“I never wanted to hurt you,” she whispered, her voice cracking.“But you did!” I yelled at her.“Yes, I did. And I’m so sorry. I just… I can’t live like this anymore. I need your forgiveness, Gabriel. I need to be free of the guilt of everything. That's all I have left.”Her
Last Updated : 2025-01-30Billionaire's Choice You Can Fix Him
"You can fix him." That was all Grandma said.I wanted to believe her. I really did. But how do you fix someone who doesn’t want to be fixed? Who doesn’t even look at you like you matter?Gabriel had shown me, days leading up to the wedding, over and over again, that I was nothing more than an obligation to him. A formality. A name beside his on paper. Not once had he treated me like someone who could reach him, let alone someone he wanted to.And today… today had drained me more than I could put into words.From the moment the wedding started, I had been walking on eggshells, trying to navigate the tension in the air. Gabriel’s coldness was expected, but then Ethan showed up and shattered whatever illusion of control I had left. If I thought Gabriel was distant, his brother was something else entirely. He was terrifying. There was something about the way he carried himself, the way his sharp eyes scanned the room like he owned it. If Gabriel was cold, Ethan was ice. He didn’t just pu
Last Updated : 2025-01-31Billionaire's Choice The Dinner
The wedding was over. The ceremony, the guests, the endless speeches and toasts—it was all behind me now. It felt surreal, like I’d stepped into a completely different world. And here I was, in the Deveraux mansion, still trying to wrap my head around it all.I hadn’t expected any of this. One minute, I was working my usual shifts at La Mer, barely keeping up with the long hours and demanding customers. And the next, I’m standing here, married to Gabriel Deveraux, the heir to the largest real estate company in America.It felt like my life had taken a sharp turn, but in some strange way, I was glad for it. I had to quit my job at La Mer, something I’d been dreading for years, but oddly enough, I wasn’t upset about it. If anything, I felt relieved. No more pretending to be okay when I wasn’t. No more struggling to meet the expectations of a job that never felt like it was mine to begin with.Dinner was as awkward as I’d expected. Gabriel sat at the far end of the table, his focus solel
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