Bittersweet Billionaire
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Bittersweet Billionaire

READING AGE 16+

Jess M Plant Romance

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Life isn’t fair. For Sairina her whole life hadn’t been fair.
She thought by marrying a wealthy man, her family would love her. By submitting to her husband, she though he would love her. The only love Sairina ever felt was from her son. Her sweet, beautiful boy that lit up the room.
And all that was ripped away in an instant. An affair stole her husband. A divorce stole her parents. And a car accident stole her light and joy.
Broke, abandoned and cast aside for her younger and prettier sister, Sairina decided enough is enough and changes her life by leaving her abusive family to live with her Grandmother, a woman and force to be reckoned with.
Once overweight, depressed and living in her husbands shadow, Sairina builds a name for herself, becoming successful on the jewelry and art industry, and manages to lose all that weight she gained with her ex-husband.
However, called home once more for an important announcement by her family Sairina must face her past trauma and horrors to take revenge on those that stole her life.
Her plan was going ahead, until she runs into that damn billionaire, Dorian. A mysterious and gorgeous man with a dark past. Despite the resistance for getting to know one another, the two become intertwined in a whirlwind of mystery, murder, and lies.
With her sanity hanging in the balance, does Sairina have the will to carry out her revenge? Or will she be brought to her knees with lust and longing by Dorian as he struggles to keep her at arms length?
And what secrets does Sairina uncover that were buried by her family?
Trigger warning: this novel contains abuse, s****l violence, violence, drugs and s*x. Scenes may be triggering to some readers.

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Tags: heir/heiressdetective
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I stood on the balcony of a large and wealthy manor, overlooking well manicured gardens. The sun was just peeking above the trees, bathing the earth in yellows, oranges and golds. Steam drifted up from the hot coffee in my hands as the information my bodyguard Fletcher had filled me in on when he had arrived.

I had barely slept, ……

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