
The Billionaire Prick
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Introduktion
The Lorenzo family grapples with challenges, caused mainly by their youngest son, Dimitri, who is haunted by past heartbreaks as he walks a dangerous path, much to their dismay.
Kingsley Bernard, desperate for a solution, asks his friend Donald for assistance. Donald Lorenzo offers a lifeline. A marriage proposal between their children.
Audriana must navigate the treacherous waters of Dimitri's unpredictable behavior.
As tensions arise and secrets unravel, will Dimitri discard his reckless ways and embrace love? Will their union rescue Bernard Tech from ruin? Would they find out who tried to sabotage pivotal project?
Kapitel 1
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The dark room was dimly lit by the two lamps that were sitting at each of the bedside tables, the moon did little to grace the room with its night lights from the window.
The bed is covered by a black-colored comforter and a white bedspread, on top of the bed is a crumpled shirt, a black jean trouser and a shoe. The headboard held the same color as the comforter, including the curtains and other cushions in the room.
"You bastard" the blond woman in a red revealing nightdress that was standing at the head of the king-sized bed, picked up her heels that were laying some meters away from her and threw one of them across the room.
The young handsome black-haired man in only his dark jeans, moved to the side to dodge the heel and let out a sigh.
“Look, Angela, we can talk about this, please just stop thro-” his words were interrupted by the lamp that crashed just inches to his face.
With wide-opened eyes, he looked to the wall that just took the crash and then back to the fuming woman who was breathing so hard as she glared at him.
It pissed him off.
‘What the hell is wrong with her?’ he asked himself and instead of lashing out like he wanted to, he closed his eyes and took in deep breaths then slowly let them out to calm his anger.
Now isn’t the time to get angry because from his experience with the female gender, getting angry when she is angry or even provoking her when she is in ‘rage stage’ is a bad idea.
“My name isn’t Angela you prick” she screamed then threw a pen in his direction and he caught it.
She was now looking around her to see what next, she could throw at him when he began speaking.
“Okay, Natalie let--” he was stopped by her second heel that met with his face in a hard blow.
Now he is furious.
“Prevail, my name is Prevail, you bas-” she stopped when she saw the angry-possessed man walking in her direction in quick steps.
There wasn’t any time to escape since he was already standing in front of her and was now holding her both wrists in a tight grip.
“I said that we will settle this Prevail, am I clear?” he asked not remembering what needed settlement.
He needed her out of the penthouse he was presently occupying so that he could have his night rest and later in the morning he could check the damage she caused to his face.
He had brought her in earlier but stopped because he wasn’t feeling it and she went all ballistic on him.
He let go of her wrist and pushed her lightly to the bed then took out his wallet from his back pocket and threw all the money inside.
“Here is your pay, now get lost,” he tells her and she immediately grabs the money and scurries away from his room.
He sat on the bed and put his face in his palm then let out a deep sigh and wondered if women knew the meaning of a ‘no-string attached’ fling.
“Never have an overdramatic woman in your home again… it is a bad idea” he commented under his breath and lay on his bed with his hand at the back of his head.
‘At least she isn’t crazy like the last one’ he thought with a smirk.
...
Dimitri Lorenzo is the second and now the only son of a Spanish business mogul, Donald Lorenzo, and a former British hairstylist turned businesswoman, Patricia Lorenzo.
He is New York City's most eligible bachelor/playboy as the media displays him.
The Lorenzos' have a wide chain of businesses from hotels to restaurants to beauty salons, clothing lines, shipping, and many more running back home in Spain, here in New York, in other states in the US, and in many countries in other parts of the world.
The handsome man with his shades sitting on top of his full black hair is seated with his best friend Aiden Cameron Stuart on his patio that is located in between the pool and the gazebo of his house.
He is wearing a multi-color stripe vest with a pair of brown khaki shorts and slides, Aiden has the same clothes on but he is wearing a cream khaki.
Aiden's blond hair is quite messy with him constantly running his fingers through it, he has a good-looking five-o'clock shadow beard. The blue-eyed man has his shades on while he sips his coconut juice.
Dimitri enjoys hanging out with his family and friends, they are his priority, then business, and lastly... women he takes out to events.
"Be glad she took the money and didn't react as badly as the other girl. What's her name again? Hayley?" Aiden asked.
"Eunice, I guess," Dimitri said checking his face on the hand mirror he was holding, "I told her we can settle it but she still went ahead to throw the shoe at me" he muttered in annoyance.
He had a bad purple color on his cheek, he flexed his jaw to check if something was broken.
"Is it that bad?" he asked.
Aiden laughed. "Uh... not really and settle what? If I may ask"
"I can't remember, but whatever made her throw things at me, I didn't want to make her anymore angry because"
"Making an already angry woman angrier is a bad idea," they both said together.
"It is plain stupid" Aiden added. "Women are beautiful creatures, why not appreciate their beauty, eh Dimitri?" Aiden asked.
"You are correct bro"
"What are you guys talking about?" Caleb Lorenzo asked as he joined the men on the patio, he was holding a can of soda in his hand.
Caleb is Dimitri's cousin, they have been real close right from when they were little. Dimitri, his older brother Cade, and Caleb always dress up as superheroes saying they have to save the whole world.
When they became grown men, they would always laugh at how ridiculous they were to have thought they could save the whole world by dressing as superheroes.
Aiden joined their circle when they got into college. The four of them were inseparable until Cade finished college and decided to travel abroad to 'explore'.
Dimitri, Caleb, and Aiden were kind of sad they wouldn't be seeing their 'Big Brother' as they call him. He promised to be back soon, but that never happened.
It has been almost four years and Dimitri hasn't yet healed from what happened. It was hard on everyone, but Dimitri didn't take it easy. It was heartbreaking not to see the man he looked up to anymore.
Cade was the one always protecting Dimitri, keeping him on track, and the one Dimitri looked up to. Dimitri loves his dad but Cade was more of the dad to him.
Their father was quite harsh on Dimitri 'like who could blame him?'. Dimitri wasn't a normal child to begin with, he was out of the ordinary.
"Women" answered Dimitri.
"I wondered why I asked when I already know the answer," Caleb shook his head then frowned at the coloring on Dimitr's jaw "Should I ask about the injury you sustained?" Caleb asked as he settled on the available chair.
"No, how is everything, man?" Aiden asked.
"Okay, everything is fine man, just been busy with preparations" Caleb answered.
"What preparations?" Aiden asked.
"My engagement party, remember guys? My engagement party is next month" Caleb said looking from Aiden to Dimitri. "You guys don't remember?"
"You are getting married?" asked Dimitri.
"Yes, I told Alina to mail you guys the invites, I am guessing she didn't, looking at how confused you guys seem," he said.
"If you told Alina to send Dimitri the invites, you should know she won't," Aiden said.
"She hates my guts" Dimitri adds.
"Why won't she?" asked Caleb.
"I haven't don-" Caleb cuts him off.
"Don't say something nasty about her" he glared at Dimitri.
"Chill dude, she isn’t your real sister to begin with,” he remarks and Caleb throws him a glare so he raises his hands in defense “Don’t be mad dude, I haven't touched her. I don't have a death wish" he rolled his eyes.
"She won't hate you if you stopped your Playboy games and not used her friend" he accused and a frown sat on Dimitri’s forehead.
"Woah, Woah there bro, Hannah knew what she was getting herself into, I didn't use force on her, and neither will I ever use force on any woman. I told her no strings attached, it was just an unserious affair and we both enjoyed it." Dimitri defends.
"Still and her name is Rebecca," Caleb said.
"Whatever, but congratulations man I am so happy for you," Dimitri says.
"Congratulations, I am so happy for you too Caleb," Aiden said to him.
"I will mail the invites to you both" Caleb assured.
"Will be expecting it," Aiden said "And my invite to be your best man" he added.
Dimitri gave Aiden a look and laughed "I am his cousin so I get to be his only best man, right cousin?"
"Look no fighting over the post of being the best man, okay? you both could take the duty" Caleb said.
Dimitri and Aiden looked at each other.
"Na, I am more man enough for the post, so I get to be your best man," Dimitri said and Aiden hissed then shook his head.
"You wish" Aiden scoffed.
You guys will be my best men, no need to throw tantrums about it" Caleb said and that shuts them up.
"Fine, fine but I am glad for this great news you brought to us," said Dimitri.
"Thanks, man" they shook hands and shared a hug. "Why don't you settle down?" Caleb asked.
Aiden looked at him with his brow raised, same with Dimitri.
"Seriously? You can say all that your talk to Aiden, but as for me, nope I am not interested in settling down, not now, not ever" Dimitri took a swing from his drink. “Love or marriage isn’t for me”
"Is it because of Da--"
"Don't mention her name," Dimitri raised his voice a bit as he glared at Caleb before they softened after a moment. "Look I am sorry for snapping, but I don't want to talk about it at all, okay?" he said
"Sure" Caleb nods.
There was a moment of silence before Dimitri spoke again.
"This calls for a celebration,"
"We are going to party like it's the end of the world," Aiden said.
"No, no, no I don't want an elaborate party… just with family. Emily agrees too" Caleb said.
Dimitri and Aiden almost spat out their drinks when they heard the name.
"Seriously?" Aiden asked just at the same time Dimitri asked.
"Emily?”
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Vampyrens Brud (Den Mørke Råd Serie Bog 1)
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Mine Mobbere Mine Elskere
Hendes bedste ven, Jax, genkendte hende ikke engang, før han så et karakteristisk ar på Skylars mave, som viste ham, hvem hun var. Da han tog sine to nye venner med hjem til hende, opdagede de, at det ikke kun var børnene i skolen, der mobbede hende.
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Det var mit tredje år i gymnasiet. Efter to år med mobning var jeg endelig blevet accepteret af mine klassekammerater. Jeg var endelig blomstret op til en kvinde, og nu ville alle være min ven. Men... så skete det.
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Jeg vil have hævn. Jeg vil have dem døde...
Det samme vil mine tre elskere. Underbossene i Bloddisciplenes mafia.
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Da andre kvinder falsk anklagede mig, hjalp han mig ikke, men tog deres parti for at mobbe og såre mig...
Jeg blev dybt skuffet over ham og blev skilt fra ham!
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Så, fortæl mig, hvordan skal jeg straffe denne hjerteløse mand?
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"Prøv ikke at lave nogen lyd," han gled sin hånd under elastikken på mine leggings.
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Dragebrødrene
"Nej. Du kunne finde på at stikke af igen." Lucian griber fat i min arm og trækker mig ind i soveværelset. Han bøjer mig over sengen, løfter min nederdel op, trækker sit bælte frem og giver mig fem hårde slag på bagdelen.
Jeg føler mig så ydmyget. Men uanset hvor meget det gør ondt både på min bagdel og mit ego, nægter jeg at græde og give ham den tilfredsstillelse, at han har ramt mig.
"Tro ikke, du kan stikke af."
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En smuk morgen, da hun er på vej til skole, dukker en fremmed, der ligner en græsk gud, pludselig op. Han er kold, hensynsløs, en arbejdsnarkoman og holder afstand til alle kvinder. Hans navn er Bellamy Hunters. Til alles overraskelse tilbyder han at give hende et lift til skole. Var han ikke meningen at hade kvinder? Hvad skete der egentlig?
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