Shravani's Books
The Billionaire's Deceit
Anna Miller “I see...even after a year apart, your ice barricades hadn’t melted yet Kardoula mou....” He was looking at her with a faint hint of aversion. It was like waving a red cloth in front of an angry bull. She felt mad. ‘How arrogant can a man be? A year ago, she had barely escaped the cell, where he had locked her up - in his ancestral castle in Greece ......after marrying her, and then throwing her away like a used toy that no longer interested him. And if that hadn’t been enough.....he had then done the most despicable thing ever, by taking another lover to his bed and keeping that woman as his mistress in his city apartment. Spending night after night with that woman, while SHE – his wife remained in his home, waiting for him in the empty castle, like a lost soul! Eros Kozakis this time, he was going to get Anna Miller for himself. And then he will whisk her back into his bed where she belonged, her lithe body thrumming with uncontrollable passion underneath him, as he surged inside her over and over again, to satiate the unquenchable fire that burns between them. He will keep her barefoot and pregnant for the next few years, until she gives him a few children and until the idea of ever leaving him is completely and utterly eroded out of her mind!
The Billionaire's Ex-Mistress
‘I-I am pregnant with your child Sandro!’ She had repeated those words a hundred times in her head and yet now that the man was sitting I front of her on the dinning table, eating the food she had prepared for him so painstakingly, the words just wouldn’t come! She looked longingly at the glass of red wine kept beside her plate and wished she could just take a gulp or two, to get some liquid courage if nothing else. But opted for the cool glass of water instead to wet her patched throat. She and Alessandro had been in a relationship for almost a year now. She shouldn’t be this nervous in front of him. And yet her handsome billionaire had this magnetic effect that sometimes leaves her tongue tied. “Sandro..we-we need to talk.” She said instead. Her eyes lowered at her plate but she was fully aware that for some reason he was just as tensed as she was. ‘Had he already guessed?’ she noticed that he had barely touched anything on his plate. He nodded. “You are right we need to talk! We can’t go on like this anymore!” He suddenly stood up. Grace’s brows furrowed in confusion. ‘What was he talking about?’ “I am getting married next month!” His tanned face had suddenly gone stoically cold. “To Francesca Rossi, the daughter of a business partner….I hope you will understand that our liaison must come to an end now.” Grace couldn’t breathe. God! She couldn’t breathe! “Don’t worry….I won’t be leaving you high and dry of course. You can keep this apartment as a parting gift or the beach house in Malibu if you like….I have already asked my assistant to prepare the deeds to change it to your name.” And suddenly Grace wanted to die!