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The Billionaires Series

After spending thirteen years abroad, MJ Billings, the twenty-eight-year old multibillionaire and CEO of Billings Corporations; is forced to return to her birthplace; a place she would rather forget. MJ's return is every bit displeasing as it sounds. Under an alias, May Smith, she is forced to work as a PA and serve a man she had hoped to never cross paths with again. One misunderstanding leads MJ Billings and Logan Parker down the road of no return as they play dirty games that may result in the people around them getting hurt. Along the way, the two of them face their worst fears while unwittingly exposing their weaknesses. They keep pushing each other to the limits, and it soon becomes clear to them that the saying is true: ""You can't keep two bulls in the same kraal."" When a lot of people get caught up in their web of lies, they attract both enemies and friends; and as time goes on, they cannot tell the difference between the two, which leads to the inevitable - betrayals, deceits, a near-death experience, tension, and more lies. Those who know who MJ Billings really is, know that behind all the power and anonymity; lies the real devil. She may be charming to some and intimidating to others with her sardonic smile and devious smirk; but she is heartless and vengeful, and never does anything without a reason. MJ Billings is a ruthless dictator who knows no boundaries. But what could be keeping her grounded in South Africa? How much more can she tolerate, and how long is it going to take before she finally snaps and unveils the devil in her?

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Staggered Hearts

#Chapter22 Staggered Hearts

It was a beautiful morning. Birds were singing, and trees were swaying along with the wind. Heck, even the ants were dancing together in long columns as if preparing for the festive season. Nature was more than happy to welcome summer after a long winter season. However, one specific human being was not joyful.

It was one sombre morning. Tons and tons of used tissues were splattered all over the floor. There were clothes and blankets on the floor, empty bottles of ice-wine on the bed and on the floor. The small bedroom was literally a pigsty. The broken-hearted blonde was curled up into a little ball in her pink pyjamas. Her messy hair was tied into a messy bun and her nose and eyes were red from crying, and she had big bags under her eyes.