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The Billionaires' Love Club

When struggling cellist Laura meets a handsome and charming man, she cannot believe her luck, especially when she meets a second guy…and then a third! Laura finds herself being wooed by three men, three best friends who can offer her fun, passion, and partnership…not to mention the billions in their bank accounts. While dating three handsome men has its perks, Laura finds that her life gets a lot more complicated as her feelings for each grow. Will Laura be able to choose one man…or will her dueling passions signal the end of her new relationships? “It had only been a couple of days since her last date with one of the guys before the gifts started showing up. She knew that Alex was partial to long stemmed red roses and this time was no different. Don sent her bottles of California Merlot. Ricky sent her twelve months worth of weekly salon and spa gift cards. After she received each gift, she texted the same message to each of the three: “Oh, how thoughtful.” Each gift served to remind her of what was special about their dates and the man who had lavished her with attention. The gifts gave the guys a chance to show off their wealth, but also to declare their love for her. She wondered how each could be so committed and love struck over her after such a short time period. They only had one girl to focus on where she had three very different, eligible guys to choose from…” The Billionaires’ Love Club is created by April McQueen, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

April McQueen · Urban
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50 Chs

Chapter 11: Date with Alex

Alex had left a message on Laura’s phone while she was getting even more beautiful. “I know it’s short notice,” he said, “but would you be available tonight for a special date?”

Laura responded by text as soon as she got home, “Sounds good. What time?”

Alex was being as spontaneous as he knew how to be and sent, “How soon could you be ready? I’m at the neighborhood cafe. I can pick you up.”

Laura was excited, “15 minutes.” She slipped on the carnation pink dress and decided to forgo the white sweater. She freshened up her make-up. Then she did a quick tidy of her loft. She heard the buzzer. “It must be Alex.”

“Alex?” she asked via the speaker.

“It’s me.”

“Come on up to the third floor,” she said and buzzed him in.

She had butterflies as she heard the doorbell ring. “Here he is. Here he is.” She checked herself out at the full length mirror near the door.

“Alex. Welcome. Please come in.”