Vincent Beckett has everything—money, power, and a famous legacy that’s being passed down to him. However, beneath the calm facade he usually presents to everyone lies a secret that could bring him and his family legacy down. To make it worse, his beloved grandmother threatens to take away everything that he’s worked hard for if he does not get married soon. After discovering that her boyfriend married her bestfriend, Eve’s life fell apart. Amidst her anger and pain, Eve accidentally destroys a set of the movie being filmed and is bound for jail when an opportunity arises to help fix the crisis she got herself into. Everything seemed to be going well for her until she found out who her boss would be, her long-time rival, Vincent Beckett. Meeting each other might seem like fate, but instead, it seemed to be the answer to both of their problems. Vincent and Eve started their fake relationship to appease their families and meet the expectations placed on them, but the lines they set up slowly began to blur as the chemistry and undeniable attraction they had for each other grew. Will they continue to play the game of marriage for the sake of their families, or will they deny themselves the love they deserve to protect themselves? The Billionaire’s Secret is a captivating story of love, trust, second chances, and the battles between family duty and personal desires, where two people must overcome their pasts to create a future together.
View More-Evelyn-“Do you want me to fuck you?”There’s something in the way that Vincent asked me about sex that didn’t intimidate me. Maybe it’s because he always teases me with it that the threat it used to possess slowly lost its power. Or maybe because the answer to that same question had changed.Was this really the end of the line for us?Would our contract end if I said no?Shouldn’t I be happy that it’s finally ending? That I would finally be free?Then why does my heart ache just thinking that this would be the last time that I would see him?Will I be okay
-Evelyn-Is it possible for a person to disappear? Or better yet vanish into thin air?I know that these things only happen in fictional stories. I even used to read the same exact scene happening to me right now in one of the books I have read. It just hits differently when you’re the one who is embarrassed and humiliated.“Drink this,” Vincent said pushing a tablet and a glass of water. We were currently eating breakfast and Vincent was quiet all morning. He was busy looking at his tablet while drinking his coffee.I took it without saying anything. What do you even say after a drunk confession?“You left,” I rep
-Vincent-It took a bit of my self-control not to give in.“Then take everything from me.”I could have ended this endless push and pull between us by doing it. I could have pushed her back and tied her hands on the bedpost and fuck her senseless. Take what I want and just get over it. I could have been selfish and just put the two of us out of misery. But she was drunk. Maybe not as drunk as she was in the club. Still, I am not sure if the courage that she possesses right now comes from the alcohol or from herself. “Sleep, Evelyn,” it was both a plea and an order. “You’ll thank me in the morning.” I left the bedroom and closed the room behind me harder than I should as if that was enough to relieve all of my pent-up rage. I looked at the living room and contemplated staying on the couch. But I didn’t trust myself enough not to do something stupid while staying close to her, so I left Evelyn alone once again. I hated myself for it.I knocked on the door twice and Tony opened it o
-Vincent-I’m gonna kill Garrett. That idea has been stuck in my head all night. First, for making me leave Evelyn because he thinks he knows me more than I know myself, second for getting Evelyn so drunk that someone almost took advantage of her, third for making Evelyn sick, fourth for making us all come here, fifth for making them go shopping and making Evelyn choose this damn dress, sixth… I can’t think anymore but I can always come up with something. As much as I want to blame everything on Garrett, I know that I was more to blame than him. The moment I saw her dancing like that on the dance floor and with that asshole coming to talk to her, all I saw was red. I have never liked and hated a color as much as I do now. But I have to admit that whatever doubts I had about what it was I was feeling for Evelyn, it was long gone now. I want her.Only her and no one else. But let me remind you that wanting someone doesn’t mean that you love them. And a girl like Evelyn goes for
-Evelyn-Vincent was gone when I woke up. Despite the little freedom and alone time I had, I was not sure if I should be glad of it or not. But as I walked around the empty penthouse suite, I realized how big Vincent’s presence was regardless if he only sat in one corner brooding over something on his phone or teasing me.We might be bound by a piece of paper, but why do I feel there was so much more? I hate being unsure. Hate stepping forward only to take three steps back. But what I hate more is the fact that I think I am falling for the guy I shouldn’t fall in love with. “No,” I said, putting a frown on Vincent’s face, “there’s one more,” I added.“Okay,” Vincent replied crossing his strong arms in front of his chest. “What is it?” He asked impatiently.“Do not fall in love with me.”I sunk onto the couch in the living room and I wiped my face with my hands. “Don’t fall in love my ass,” I cursed to myself. I know that I said that because I was so sure then that I would never
-Vincent-Finally, some peace and quiet, well at least literally. I looked at the open bedroom and watched as Evelyn slept peacefully. I saw how tired she was since we arrived in this room until she decided to join her friends for a shopping spree that I knew was not something she enjoyed. All because I pushed her too far. It was a playful teasing, kind of foreplay for me, and I know that there are times she almost gave in. But Tony was right, Evelyn is not like us. And the faster I accept that, the better.Here I was judging her ass of a boyfriend when I was doing the exact same thing but worse. I am not a romantic guy, I don’t do things like flowers, courting, endless dinner dates, or even cuddling. It’s not my style. Hell, I didn’t even do that for her.Everyone thought that I loved her and that I was heartbroken when I lost her. But what they didn’t know was that there was never an us. Sure, we were seen together and I enjoy spending time with her especially since she can sa
-Evelyn-I don’t really enjoy shopping. Well, shopping for clothes, bags, or shoes, that is. I rarely go to the mall, mainly because I don’t have the luxury to do so before, but if I do, you won’t see me in department stores. You would see me in bookstores instead. I am a bookish person, and an introvert who finds her happiness staying at home, curled up in a quiet room with a book in my hand. The only time I was not doing that was when I was with Stephen. I hate that I always kept thinking about him these past few days. Well not romantically at least. It was more of a realization moment for me. Realization of how bad my choices are when it comes to men even though he was the only boyfriend that I had ever had. Well before my fake relationship with Vincent. Fake relationship, I repeated to myself, making sure that I won’t forget that first word. Lately, I can’t help but compare my relationship with Stephen versus my relationship with Vincent. I know that I shouldn’t do it becaus
-Eve-One of the worst things about being in a fake relationship is catching feelings. It hadn’t been an issue when we started this game. Vincent has always proved that he was someone I wouldn’t want to be with.I’m not even sure when it started or how. Not sure if started when he bought the bookstore for me or when saved me several times from Stephen. When I first saw him, he was naked with a woman in bed, I always thought that he was the filthiest man in the entire world. I knew that I didn’t want any piece of him at that time. But the more time I spend with him, the more I get to know him. The wall I carefully created between us slowly crumbles. At first, I tried to deny whatever it was I was feeling and dismissed it as a crush, something every other girl feels about him. Regardless of his constant mood swings, Vincent Beckett is a sight to die for. He stands six foot eleven, every girl’s ideal height with broad shoulders, buffed but not in a scary way like the bouncers you find
-Vincent-Sin City…I know I was not in a good mood going here. Didn’t even want to be here. Well, if it’s just me and Evelyn then that’s a totally different conversation. I know that Evelyn and I had bonded over the plane ride. It was fun to know how easily I could push her buttons and watch her cheeks turn crimson or how her eyes widen whenever she was surprised or embarrassed. I also came to the conclusion that her ex was nothing but an asshole and a douchebag. “So,” Garrett said placing his arms around my neck as he looked at me while wearing that smug smile that I wanted nothing more but to erase from his face. “It seems like you are now in a good mood,” he added.“I was,” I replied not even hiding my irritation from him. “Oh, come on,” He said, still smiling smugly. “I know why you’re in that mood.”I turned to face him, and the glint in his told me that he was up to something. “It’s been a while since you got laid,” his voice low and serious. “I know that you have officiall
-Eve-I've always been a good girl, chasing decent grades, nurturing friendships, and doting on my boyfriend Stephen. But now, here I am, standing in the corner with all the grace of a polite spectator, watching Stephen marry Stella, my so-called best friend.I can still remember the exact things that he had said to me just a week ago."Baby, I need to go to New York to meet an important client. You know that I am doing all of this for our future right?" He kissed me goodbye with a warm smile."Yes, I do." He looked at Stella with a smile, the same smile he had given me a week ago.How can he easily forget what we shared?"I can’t believe that I have married a chef! Your food always tastes amazing. You're always working so hard. " He kissed my hands, my hands that I’m always embarrassed about because of their roughness because of all the part-time jobs I had over the years. But Stephen never minded it."I will always be loyal to you." Now, he kissed her hand.I just stood there, watch...
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