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Dante Kingston and Xavier cole-two of Miami's most eligible billionaire bachelors-had never lost at anything. Wealth, power, and women came easy. But at Valentine gala night when they both set their sights on Camille Moreau, a spoiled heiress with a taste for expensive chaos, they found themselves in a dangerous game where the winner still loses even though Dante had a taste of her. Camille played them both, but the real heartbreak came when secrets unraveled. Dante, sworn off love, meets Ava, a simple florist who doesn't chase after riches-or so he thinks. Just as he starts falling for her, he discovers she's been keeping a secret that shatters his trust: Ava is a billionaire heiress, hiding her status to find a man who loves her for more than her last name. Meanwhile, Xavier finds himself drawn to Lena, a sharp-tongued journalist who isn't impressed by wealth. But just when he believes he's found something real, the truth comes out-Lena wasn't just dating him, she was investigating him. The heartbreak is public. The betrayal is personal. As Miami watches, these billionaires must decide: is love worth the risk?
Miami shone under the Valentine's shine - roses in shop windows, couples giggling by the ocean side, and very good quality eateries reserved for quite a long time. The air was thick with the fragrance of sentiment, a mix of costly scents, fresh sea breeze, and the inconspicuous smell of fine wine floating from housetop bars.
In the midst of this, two very rich person closest companions, Dante Kingston and Xavier Cole, traveled through the city with the sort of easy certainty that just accompanied influence and abundance. Both were fourth-age abundance inheritors, their names inseparable from impact and notoriety.
Dante, the magnetic land investor, felt weak at the knees over quick vehicles, quicker bargains, and a considerably quicker dating life. With his sharp mind and stunning grin, he was the existence of each and every first class assembling, the one who could make million-dollar bargains toward the beginning of the day and appeal a supermodel around evening time.
Xavier, then again, was Miami's subtle tech virtuoso. With a fortune based on computerized reasoning and network safety, he flourished in the realm of codes and calculations, leaning toward sharp procedure over friendly games. However, in spite of his saved nature, he had a demeanor of secret that ladies viewed as compelling.
A Bet on Adoration
As they got out of an extravagance watch store on Collins Road, Dante inspected his new Rolex, smiling.
"Valentine's season, my person! Time to spend on ladies who will fail to remember us by Easter."
Xavier grinned, changing his own watch.
"Represent yourself. I'm searching for genuine love this year."
Dante burst into giggling, his rich, profound laugh reverberating down the road.
"In Miami? Where ladies love ledgers more than hearts? Best of luck with that."
Xavier shook his head. "Few out of every odd lady is that way, Dante. Perhaps you simply haven't met the right one."
Dante jeered. "Furthermore, you assume you have? What, you hope to stroll into a bistro, find a young lady understanding Shakespeare, and very much like that - genuine romance?"
Xavier shrugged, an energetic glimmer in his eye. "More bizarre things have occurred."
Dante grinned, stepping before him. "Okay, virtuoso. How about we make it fascinating. A bet."
"A bet?" Xavier raised an eyebrow.
"Better believe it. You think genuine love actually exists, I say it's a fantasy. Thus, how about we see - in the event that you find 'genuine affection' before the current year's over, I'll give you my Ferrari LaFerrari."
Xavier laughed, entertained. "What's more, in the event that I don't?"
Dante's smile broadened. "Then you concede I was correct from the start, and you give me that personal luxury plane you won't ever utilize."
Xavier thought about it briefly. The bet was ludicrous - yet something about it interested him.
"Bargain."
They shook hands, fixing the bet that would change their lives for eternity.
The Party of the Year
That evening, the world class of Miami assembled at the most luxurious occasion of the time - the Valentine's Disguise Ball. Facilitated at one of Dante's penthouses, it was a pamper issue with gold light fixtures, a housetop dance floor, and a list if people to attend loaded up with superstars, Presidents, and models.
Dante, wearing an all-dark tuxedo with a smooth veil, reviewed the room. Ladies inclined toward him like moths to a fire, their eyes shining with interest.
"One more evening, one more heart to break," he mumbled to himself.
Xavier, wearing a profound naval force suit with a silver-managed veil, was less worried about the group. He tasted his bourbon gradually, his sharp look checking the space for something - or somebody - unique.
And afterward - he saw her.
The One Who Didn't Have a place
At the most distant finish of the room, close to the overhang, a lady remained solitary. Not at all like the others, she wasn't attempting to intrigue anybody. She wasn't hung in precious stones or going after consideration.
She wore a straightforward, exquisite dark dress that embraced her figure in the perfect manner. Her dull earthy colored twists flowed down her back, and her emerald-green eyes held something neither one of the men had found in quite a while - a tranquil certainty.
Dante, seeing Xavier's gaze, followed his look and grinned.
"God help us. Kindly don't let me know this is your 'genuine romance' second."
Xavier disregarded him, putting down his beverage. "Who is she?"
Dante looked at her once more and shrugged. "No thought. She's not one of the standard young ladies."
Charmed, Xavier advanced to her.
The Baffling Outsider
She saw him before he talked, her lips bending into a little, knowing grin.
"Are you generally this self-evident?" she prodded.
Xavier laughed. "Self-evident?"
"You've been watching me throughout the previous five minutes."
He shifted his head. "Might you at any point fault me? You're the main individual here who doesn't appear to be keen on the scene."
She took a taste of her champagne, undaunted. "I don't have a place with this world."
"Why are you here?"
She delayed the slightest bit, then, at that point, said, "We should simply say... I'm noticing."
Xavier expanded his hand. "Xavier Cole."
She concentrated on him, then, at that point, shook his hand. "Lena Monroe."
Dante, watching from a good ways, moaned. "This will be enjoyable to watch."
An Evening of Startling Starting points
As the night advanced, Xavier and Lena discussed everything and nothing. She was unique - not dazzled by his riches, not inspired by popularity. She talked about workmanship, books, and the magnificence of the unexplored world.
Dante, in the mean time, was in his own reality - being a tease, drinking, and lounging in consideration.
In any case, something about this night felt... unique.
Perhaps it was the wagered.
Perhaps it was the manner in which Lena saw Xavier, similar to she saw past the very rich person veil.
Or on the other hand perhaps - quite possibly - Miami's most distant men were going to get found out in the one thing cash had zero control over.
Love.
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To Be Proceeded....
In the heart of a kingdom teetering on the brink of ruin, the people await a prophesied savior to deliver them from the growing shadow of the Black Cult. At the cult's helm is Zugu, a priestess driven by ambition and vengeance. Once in love with Malekor, the kingdom's staunch defender, Zugu's path diverged when Malekor chose duty over their bond. Now, she seeks to bend the world under her control, wielding forbidden powers that threaten all who oppose her. Fred, a seemingly aimless young man with a penchant for mischief and women, discovers latent superhuman abilities. Though destined for greatness, Fred squanders his gifts, and indulging in fleeting pleasures with women, zugu also bewitched home to have him In her. As the kingdom falters and Malekor's strength wanes, Fred is forced to confront his past and embrace his role in the kingdom's salvation. Battles with monstrous wolves, treachery from within, and Fred's transformation into a reluctant hero weave a story of sacrifice and redemption. Yet, as the Black Cult's influence spreads and Fred faces mounting challenges, the question looms: Will he rise to fulfill his destiny, or will his indulgent past haunt him forever?
I would choose you in every lifetime, in every version of this world." Jonathan's voice was a whisper against Sophia's skin as they stood on the penthouse balcony. "No amount of power, no wealth, nothing in this world could mean more to me than you." Across the city, Selan sat in the ruins of his crumbling empire, drink in hand, eyes dark with regret. "I lost everything, but losing Sophia... that was the beginning of my downfall." Meanwhile, Alex leaned back in his chair, staring at the woman who once betrayed him. His voice was cold, detached. "You left when you think I was nothing. Now you want to return because I have everything? Sorry, sweetheart. That door closed the moment you walked out." But even billionaires weren't immune to longing. That night, Alex poured another drink, frustration lacing his voice. "Money fixes a lot of things... but it can't fix the feeling of an empty bed." And in another part of the world, Bella wiped her tears as she confronted the man who shattered her heart. "Tell me... was I ever more than just another beautiful distraction to you?" Her voice trembled, but she held her ground. "Or was I just part of the game?" She could not hold back her tears anymore
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
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Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?