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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 67

I woke up still exhausted and sore from last night. I took a bath before going down stairs for breakfast. I was absolutely starving.

“Good morning, darling.” I froze when I met her downstairs. Her arms were crossed as she held a tiny knowing smirk in front of me.

I was surprised to see Sara. I thought she was on a trip. She probably just got home then.

“Good morning.” I responded shyly. And then I realized it was already noon and she was being sarcastic. “I’m sorry.”

“No, no. You don’t need to apologize. I’m sure you are tired.”

I blushed at her comment. I don’t know if she knew what I’ve been doing with her son the whole night.

Sara only smiled before inviting me for lunch. “Come. I’m going to have lunch on the veranda. I’ve been feeling stuffy since I arrived home. I need some fresh air and delicious food.” She then whirls around and gestured to me to follow her. She called one of the maids to prepare lunch outside.