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RISE OF TYRONE, THE ENTITLED BILLIONAIRE The Proposal
Tyrone stood before the mirror, altering his tie for what felt just like the hundredth time. His heart beat so uproariously that he scarcely seems to listen to the sound of his breathing. He’d practised this minute a thousand times in his mind, but now that it was at long last here, all the words he'd arranged appeared to slip absent like sand through his fingers. This evening time was gathered to be distinctive. No lawyers, no printed material, no arrangements. just him and Judy, the lady he had fallen for long before any contract had complicated things. The total charade had started as a trade course of action, a way for both of them to urge what they needed without the muddled strings of genuine feelings connected. But presently, the thing Tyrone needed was Judy, not as a trade accomplice but as his spouse, in every genuine and chaotic way. He fixed his shoulders and took a profound breath, attempting to shake off the nerves that had settled in his intestine. This was it. He snat
RISE OF TYRONE, THE ENTITLED BILLIONAIRE Emma
Emma turned, her eyes checking the room that was rapidly changing into a florist workshop. “Hmm,” Emma said astutely, tilting her head. “The lilies are wonderful, but the pink roses pop more. I’d go with those.” Emma gestured, looking soothed. “Thanks. I’ll get these sorted right away. The flower vendor is having an emergency about timing.” Sarah gave her an empowering grin before turning back to the curiously large wedding cover on the kitchen counter. She wasn’t sure when she had ended up the go-to individual for all things wedding-related, but it appeared to happen continuously. One little favor turned into another, and before long enough, she found herself in the thick of it, replying questions, making choices, and advertising bolster. “Okay, let’s see…” Sarah mumbled to herself as she flipped through the pages. “We’ve got the caterers already, flowers are nearly done… where’s the list for the cake tasting?” As if on signal, the door swung open, and in strolled Judy, the bride
RISE OF TYRONE, THE ENTITLED BILLIONAIRE Troubled Mistake
Tyrone hadn't seen or listened from Vanessa in about a long time. Their relationship had finished in blazes, the kind of breakup that clears out no room for compromise or inviting farewells. So when he spotted her name blazing on his phone one evening, his heart skipped a beat. Recollections of their unstable relationship came flooding back, and he wavered before replying. "Hi?" Tyrone’s voice was cautious, as as if bracing for the most obvious. There was a delay on the other end, and for a minute, he thought she might have hung up. At that point, Vanessa's voice came through, sounding uniquely repressed. "Tyrone, it's me." He breathed out strongly, feeling a blend of alleviation and unease. "Vanessa. Typically ... scared." "Better believe it, I know," she answered, her voice temperamental. "I wouldn't be calling if it wasn't critical." Tyrone scowled, his mind dashing with conceivable outcomes. Vanessa was not one to reach out for unimportant things, particularly not after the w
RISE OF TYRONE, THE ENTITLED BILLIONAIRE Envisioned Future
Tyrone sat at the edge of his bed, the morning sun casting long shadows on the floor. He hadn’t rested a wink. His mind was a tangled mess of questions, questions, and outrage. He knew one thing for sure: he was planning to get to the foot of the mess that had ended up in his life. The last few weeks had been a hurricane of disclosures and heartbreaks, and Tyrone felt like he was suffocating within the chaos. Vanessa’s pregnancy declaration had hit him like a cargo prepare. They had dated a long time before, but Tyrone was certain their relationship had finished for good. He had moved on, hitched Judy, and begun a life he thought would be filled with adore and solidness. But Vanessa’s sudden return, tummy swollen with child, had tossed everything into confusion. Tyrone ran a hand over his tired face and let out a profound moan. His phone buzzed on the nightstand, breaking the hush. He glanced at the screen—another missed call from Judy. He couldn’t bring himself to reply. Judy had
RISE OF TYRONE, THE ENTITLED BILLIONAIRE Acceptance
The sun had scarcely risen, but Judy was as of now situated at her extravagant living room couch, coffee in hand, as she looked over thoughtlessly through her phone. Her mornings ordinarily started with a calming routine—coffee, a scroll through social media, and a brief look at the features. But nowadays it is different. As she scrolled through the most recent prattle, her heart halted. A strong feature flashed over her screen: *"Vanessa Reported Pregnant With Tyrone's Child!" Judy’s grasp fixed on her phone, her breath stuck in her throat. Vanessa, Tyrone’s ex-girlfriend, was pregnant. And not just pregnant—pregnant with Tyrone’s child. Judy squinted, hoping the headline to stop, but the words remained the same, dazzling back at her with the cruelty of truth. Her vision obscured as her mind dashed back to all the discussions she’d had with Tyrone about belief, about trustworthiness, and around their future together. He’d told her about Vanessa, about the muddled breakup, and about
RISE OF TYRONE, THE ENTITLED BILLIONAIRE Error In Judgement
Vanessa had continuously been the kind of lady who got what she needed. She had the charm, the looks, and the mind to drag anybody into her circle. When she and Tyrone were together, they were the envy of everybody they knew. They were the “it” couple—the idealised coordinate, everybody said. But that was a long time back, before Tyrone met Alexis, before everything changed. Vanessa stood at the entrance of the swarmed bar, filtering the ocean of faces until she spotted him. Tyrone sat at a little table by the window, nursing a drink and gazing vacantly out into the night. He looked good—maybe more than he had the last time she saw him, she thought. His shoulders were broader, his fashion more refined, but his eyes still held that recognizable thoughtfulness. Vanessa took a deep breath and walked over, her heels clicking against the wooden floor. “Tyrone,” she said, her voice light, nearly perky, as she pulled the chair over from him and sat down without holding up for a welcome. T
RISE OF TYRONE, THE ENTITLED BILLIONAIRE The Mirage of Betrayal
Tyrone stood outside the door, his hands trembling as he clenched and unclenched his clench hands. The late evening sun showered the neighbourhood in a brilliant tone, but Tyrone felt nothing but the weight of his inconveniences. He might feel the sweat on his chin, each ball of sweat reminding him of the storm brewing in his life. He took a deep breath, his heart beating in his chest, and thumped on the door. Some seconds passed before he listened to the rearranging of feet from the other side. His beat enlivened. Would she indeed open the door? The door squeaked open, and there she stood—Judy, his spouse, the love of his life. She looked at him with a blend of shock and guardedness, her eyes checking his face as if looking for answers he didn’t have. She was wearing a formal blue dress that he had continuously cherished, but presently it felt like a boundary between them, an update of the life they had shared and the one they had misplaced. “What do you need, Tyrone?” Judy inquir
RISE OF TYRONE, THE ENTITLED BILLIONAIRE Actions Not Words
Judy had been pacing her flat for hours, the cadenced tap of her heels against the wooden floor as it were sound breaking the hush. She looked at her phone for the tenth time in as many minutes, her thumb drifting over Tyrone's title. It was continuously the same with him—pulling her in, pushing her away, as if to drag her back once more. But this time, Judy decided things would be different . She wasn’t going to let him just walk back into her life without a few kinds of confirmation. She knew precisely what she needed, and she knew she had use. Over town, Tyrone sat at his table, gazing at the city horizon through the wide windows of his office. His domain sprawled out underneath him, a kingdom built on canny deals and heartless aspiration. However, none of it appeared to matter when his thoughts floated to Judy. Their relationship was like a storm, all-consuming and outlandish to foresee. He had made his botches, more than he cared to tally, but he was prepared to make things righ
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