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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 · Urbain
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Chapter 27

Days flew by so fast even though the time I’ve spent here was dragging. Time was longer and slower.

Every night I think about my friends, Nixon too… and Nile. How are their lives without me?

Quinn’s wedding is days away. My mind was filled with that thought last night.

“What’s inside that pretty little mind of yours?”

Jacob puts down the document on the table and shifts his full attention to me. I stopped playing with my breakfast and peered at him when he intervened with my thoughts.

I shrug. “Nothing.” Finally taking a bite of the food on my plate.

“Hmmn.” He crosses his arms and leans back against the chair. “Tell me if you want something. I will give it to you.”

I look at him. We stare at each other for a while before I give in. “Quinn’s wedding… I want to go.”

“That I cannot give.” He then takes the document and proceeds with his work. Obviously trying to ignore my request.