Billionaires Bundle

By: Flora Ferrari


Your billionaires await...

Your billionaire bundle includes four brand new stories featuring billionaires and the women who show them that all the money in the world isn't worth a dime, if they don't have that one special someone to share it with. Each story is a short standalone romance with an HEA, NO CHEATING, and NO CLIFFHANGER. These billionaires will whisk you away to world of elegance, opulence, exclusivity and most

Billionaire’s Virgin Ballerina

Barbara: I've prepared my entire lifetime for this moment, but I wasn't prepared for him.

Tonight will define my career. The one chance to shape my future, but all I can think about is the one man who represents my past. The only man I loved more than dancing. Him.

How did he find me here? And can I find with him, what I've always wanted? A future...together.

Brian I've traveled half-way around the world to find her. She may have changed her name, but it doesn't change the way I feel about her.

But what will she say when I finally tell her after all these years? Tell her all the things I want to do with her. How a future without her is no future at all.

I've risked it all to get this close, and I'm not about to back away now. Not now, and not ever. I'll do whatever it takes to show her I'm the man for her, and she's the only girl for me.



“If you can dream it, you can do it,” I say lightly under my breath.

“If you can dream it, you can do it,” I say slightly louder, but still very quietly.

“If you can dream it, you can do it,” I say as the curtain rises in front of me.

“Just spread your wings and fly,” I say as I take off across the stage leaping in my pointe shoes and ballet unitard.

Moments earlier I was a nervous wreck, dry heaving backstage as my body alternated between chills and intense bursts of heat.

Not any more.

I just repeated those same words that he told me a decade earlier. Words so powerful I had inscribed them into my pointe shoes. Words that would carry me through tonight, the opening night of my big performance. The one I’d waited for my entire life. The one I’d sacrificed everything for…food, relationships, weekends…any shot at normality.

But I didn’t want to be normal. I wanted to be great, even if just for one night.

I just wish he was here to see it.

It had been exactly ten years ago tonight. It was my eighteenth birthday.

I was practicing ballet late into the evening in our little studio on the outskirts of Los Angeles when he arrived.

A long, dark car pulled up in front of our studio. The driver hastily made his way around the side to open the car door so the man could step out. Then, with that same sense of urgency, the driver rushed forward and opened the door to the studio so the man could enter without breaking stride.

There were only two dancers left that evening, and our instructor. She hurried to greet him and offer him a tour of the facilities. It was the least she could do, considering he had been the one who purchased the building and paid to have it turned into a studio for young girls to learn ballet.

Young girls like his daughter, who danced next to me.

I hadn’t known before that night who her father was, and I wouldn’t come to know the full extent of his wealth, power, and influence until much later.

But I didn’t need anyone to tell me. I could feel it. The way his presence took over the room. The way his perfectly fitting dark suit accentuated his broad shoulders, muscular chest, and V-shape torso. I’d never seen a man dressed so well before, nor since.

He seemed to glide, rather than walk. It was like living was effortless and fluid for him. He finished his tour and took a seat to watch the two of us practice.

For the next three hours he watched us, gave us pointers, and even made suggestions which improved our work. I never expected a man to know so much about ballet, and wasn’t sure what to make of it.

“You’re very talented,” he said, as his daughter went in the back to change.

I tried to say “thank you” but the words didn’t come out. I was in awe of him.

“May I make another suggestion?” he asked.

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