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Her Russian Billionaire

Kura is one of the directors of Runner Studios, a really big production company. Everyone knew her to be talented and skillful of her work. The downside was she was judged on how she looks. With platinum blonde hair, pale skin adorned with intricate tattoos and a knack for not following rules. Nile is the CEO of their own family company, Veselov Industries, with advanced technologies that would reach an income of billions a year. He was of Russian, Japanese and American descent, with androgynous beauty that makes women turn their heads. He's conventional, rude and has a cold personality which makes other people fear him. Kura and Nile have the most opposite of personalities. When Quinn, Kura's friend and business partner, requested for her to meet the overbearing Nile Veselov, the two immediately clashed and hated each other right away. While Nile continued to judge the woman, Kura was busy trying to irk him and find ways to show him she was more than capable of her job. One intimate night changed between the two of them. Nile later realized his feelings for her when he met Kura's friend from the past whom he thought was her love interest. He felt angry, frustrated and above all jealous. Things he strangely felt towards the most infuriating woman he ever met. Kura on the other hand, didn't feel the same way at first but he still continued to prove his love for her with a lot of twists and turns, possible love rivals and struggles especially from the past. Nile realized in the process that he wasn't only conservative as everyone likes to put it, he was possessive, dominant and insatiable towards the woman he grew to love. Will Nile manage to let the devious woman fall for him?

Joe Sakura · Urban
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71 Chs

Chapter 21

Fuck.

I remained silent under her scrutinizing gaze. What am I supposed to say? That me and his son were fuck buddies. I don’t think a mother would like to hear such a thing.

I stilled, not knowing what to say.

“Don’t think I didn’t catch you two being ‘intimate’ with each other.” Her sharp eyes studying me.

“You’re son and I are-” She intervened by raising an indexed finger in front of me.

“I’m sure you are one of his women my son is dating in his pastime. He won’t get serious with you the same as others so I advise you, dear, stay away from him before it gets too late.”

I clenched my fists, wondering why I couldn’t even say a single retort. Me, the queen of sarcasm and comeback.

She then whirled around, pulling the door open and left me in the room.

I inhaled and exhaled deeply to calm my raging ego. I don’t want to think bad about this whole situation. She’s just a mom who’s super concerned about her son. And I am this bad influence in his life.