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A Wife for the Billionaire

-WARNING - ADULT AND MATURED SCENES WERE DEPICTED IN THIS BOOK In the game of love, these two players don't intend to win. *Dual POV:* *Richard Wellington's Story* Born with a weak heart, billionaire Richard Wellington has always shielded himself from love, fearing the risk of heartbreak. But when his parents insist he chooses a wife from a selection of 15 high-society candidates, Richard must confront his deepest fears. *Sofia Blake (Reed)'s Story* Fashion enthusiast Sofia Blake has been burned by love and believes it's a fool's game. Desperate to escape her cruel stepmother and evil stepsisters, Sofia accepts a job as Richard's personal assistant and judge for his wife search. But as she navigates the treacherous waters of high society, Sofia finds herself drawn to the one man she's supposed to resist. As Richard and Sofia work together, their initial disdain for each other slowly gives way to a forbidden attraction. But with their past heartaches and fears threatening to tear them apart, can they find a way to heal and open their hearts to each other? Will the Wellington Empire's legacy be secured, or will Richard and Sofia's love be the downfall of everything they hold dear?" What happens when these two individuals who hate each other and are unreceptive to love, starts growing feelings for each other?

Henry_Raggins · Urban
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87 Chs

RICHARD

"Vera, get your ass in here now!" I yelled immediately, she picked up the phone.

"Was the bouquet you arranged for Madame Dame a large one and which flowers were in it?" I asked her as soon as she scrambled in.

"Oh yes, the bouquet. It's a large one but it's just roses" she answered, trying hard not to fidget.

"Just roses, and it's red I wager."

A nod.

With a hiss, I said "Surely I pay you to do better. Now, make arrangements for

12 long-stemmed, pale pink roses, 6 lavender sprigs, and 3 white peonies"

I didn't care whether she would remember everything, I just listed exactly how the 5th Dame liked her bouquet, according to the research I made.

As she turned to leave, I added,

"Then get a bottle of La Belle, and um, never mind just get these things. I will handle the rest, be fast about it."

"But Sir_"

"What is it?" I snapped.