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The TakeOver About The TakeOver novel 📚The TakeOver ✒️Author: TL Swan 💑Character: Tristan Miles and Claire Anderson ☘️Genre: Billionaire Romance Stories ✈️Platform: MoboReader Read Now👉 https://bit.ly/3GCurqz The TakeOver novel summary I first met Tristan Miles at a meeting where he was trying to take over my late husband's company. He was powerful, arrogant, and infuriatingly gorgeous, and I hated him with every cell in my body. In the shock of the century, he called me three days later and asked me on a date. I would rather die than date a man like him—though I do have to admit it was good for the ego. Turning him down was the highlight of my year. Six months later, he was the guest speaker at a conference I attended in France. Still arrogant and infuriating—but this time, surprisingly charming and witty. When he looked at me, I got butterflies. But I can't go there. He's just a player in a hot suit, and I

His Sweet Revenge About His Sweet Revenge novel 📚His Sweet Revenge ✒️Author: Eaglewoman20 💑Character: Bryan and Celine ☘️Genre: Billionaire Romance Stories ✈️Platform: MoboReader Read Now👉 https://bit.ly/3W4TvN5 His Sweet Revenge novel summary "He is not yours!" She affirms with a confident and unwavering look. "Whose child is he then?" I question, my eyes wandering to the boy with piercing blue eyes like mine. Celine narrows her eyes with her hands clenched, "He is mine."  "What about his father? Who is he?" I drop my hand lazily and watched her intensely. "That is none of your business." She said defensively. "Then it means he is mine then and I am taking him," I conclude with a smile and walk past her to pick up the child who is already dozing off.  "No, no, no!" Celine chants. "Please, don't take him away. I beg you!" **** After real

The Stopover About The Stopover novel 📚The Stopover ✒️Author: TL Swan 💑Character: Jameson Miles and Emily Foster ☘️Genre: Billionaire Romance Stories ✈️Platform: MoboReader Read Now👉 https://bit.ly/thestopover The Stopover novel summary I was upgraded to first class on a flight from London to New York. The food, champagne, and service were impeccable. The blue-eyed man sitting next to me, even better. He was suave and intelligent. We talked and laughed, and something clicked. Fate took over and the plane was grounded, and we had an unexpected stopover for the night. With no plans, we made our own. We danced and laughed our way around Boston and had a night of crazy passion that no woman would ever forget. That was twelve months ago, and I haven’t heard from him—until today. I started a new job and met the CEO. You can imagine my surprise to see those naughty blue eyes dance with delight when he saw me across the mahogan