**Episode 10 of "Billionaire's Bargain"** Aurora grabbed her purse and Julian's arm. "We're going to the bank – now." Julian raised an eyebrow but followed her to the car. Once inside, he asked What's in that safe deposit box, Aurora? My father thinks it might clear my uncle's name... and ruin yours. The bank loomed ahead – Aurora's heart

**Episode 9 of "Billionaire's Bargain"** Aurora's father growled through the speaker. "Don't trust him, Rory! Your uncle's debt was fake – Saint Clair wanted to destroy him!" Julian's eyes flashed anger. "That's a lie, Mr. Wynter. Your son-in-law-to-be has proof – a signed IOU in Henry's handwriting." Aurora gasped – her uncle would never... Wait, there was something.

**Episode 8 of "Billionaire's Bargain"** Aurora showed Julian the phone – his eyes narrowed. "That's your father. My business rival... and your uncle's former partner in crime." Aurora answered, putting it on speaker. "Dad, what's wrong?" Her father's voice boomed. "Aurora, stay away from Julian Saint Clair! He's suing me – your uncle's debt fell on me!" Julian smirked.

**Episode 7 of "Billionaire's Bargain"** Aurora's lips touched Julian's – a gentle, compassionate kiss. He froze, then wrapped arms around her, deepening the kiss. Passion ignited – Aurora pulled back breathless. "Julian, this complicates our deal..." He smiled softly. "Perhaps we can renegotiate... to make this marriage real." Aurora's heart skipped beats – was she ready for forever? Suddenly, her

**Episode 6 of "Billionaire's Bargain"** Aurora's voice barely whispered. "What did my uncle steal from you, Julian?" His eyes burned with intensity. "Something that belonged to my family... and my heart. Your uncle was engaged to my sister before he eloped with your mother." Aurora's eyes widened – family scandal! "My mother never spoke of being married before

**Episode 5 of "Billionaire's Bargain"** Julian's eyes never left the painting. "You captured my expression perfectly – anger. Your uncle and I quarreled that day." Aurora's curiosity piqued. "What did you fight about, Mr. Saint Clair?" He turned to face her, voice low and intense. "Something he stole from me. Something precious." Suddenly, he stepped closer – his face

**Episode 4 of "Billionaire's Bargain"** Aurora opened the door – Julian stood before her, imposing yet gorgeous. He raised an eyebrow. "Inviting me in, Miss Wynter? A wise decision... or a reckless one?" Aurora stepped aside, her heart racing. "Come in. I'll accept your proposal – but only if we negotiate terms." Julian smiled, entering her studio. "Negotiate

**Episode 3 of "Billionaire's Bargain"** Aurora paced her tiny art studio, calculating numbers – she could sell everything, beg friends... still short $2 million. Her best friend, Lily, pushed open the door. "Rory, what's wrong? You've been distant since Henry's funeral." Aurora sighed, sharing Julian's outrageous proposal. Lily's eyes sparkled mischievously. "Marry him. Temporarily, of course – think of

**Episode 2 of "Billionaire's Bargain"** (I changed the title for you!) Aurora Wynter glared at Julian Saint Clair. "How much did my uncle owe you?" she spat. Julian leaned forward, eyes locked intensely. "Five million dollars. Plus interest... and a favor he never repaid." Aurora's eyes widened – her uncle's debt was staggering! Suddenly, Julian's assistant buzzed in. "Mr. Saint

**Episode 1: "The Deal"** Aurora Wynter stood frozen in Julian Saint Clair's lavish office, her eyes locked on his. He repeated his shocking statement: "Your uncle owed me a debt. Will you settle his account... personally?" Aurora's voice barely whispered out: "What kind of personal settlement?" Julian leaned back in his chair, eyes glinting. "Marriage. To me. One

Fifty times. That was the number of times Noah had called me in the past hour and also the number of times I had hit the red button and cancelled his calls. A part of me was dying as I did this to him but an even larger part was already dead inside of me. A kind of numbness had

I was brushing my hair in the penthouse suite when I first heard the voices. Loud, panicked voices and the sound of people arguing. Not again, I thought to myself, rolling my eyes. People had been fighting all day over the smallest of things. The flowers, the food, the seating arrangements, the decoration, you name it and there was a problem

A few wet wipes later, Amber Bell looked like a completely professional woman who had not just committed either first or second-degree murder. She would leave looking precisely as she had arrived. Phillip Castor could not say the same. His flailing, desperate movements were finally coming to a rest, and any attempts at breathing were barely audible; the light was fading from

Phillip leaned forward, his hands pressed together as he gestured at Amber. "You know it's the only thing that's kept me alive and my family fed for all these years, right?" "Mm." Amber adjusted her glasses and said, "I'm aware. However, with Mr. Gerrard's passing, it is no longer a threat to him. Its only value to my company is in

Apparently, her escort didn't feel the same way about uncomfortable silences. "These are some of the slowest elevators I've ever been on," the guard finally said. "Yes, well… this used to be a hospital, you see," Amber said, staring at the floor indicator above the door. "I believe it went bankrupt about ten years ago and was bought out by another company.