Money doesn't always drive the world; sometimes, it brings everything to a halt.

Magda Onassis and her two friends create a groundbreaking app that sends the banking world into a frenzy, making her a billionaire by twenty-six. Since her family cut her off financially at eighteen, she has longed for financial independence and to defy her haughty parents.

During a presentation to the company that tested their app, Magda encounters Ares Winter, the CEO of Winter Financials International. Sparks fly between them.

A notorious playboy, Ares pursues Magda with the intent of making her his next lover. He is captivated by her like no one else and will do whatever it takes to win her.

Magda is torn between wondering if Ares is using her attraction as a negotiation tactic or if he genuinely reciprocates her feelings.

No stranger to challenges, Magda's unsupportive family and unfortunate dating experiences make her highly suspicious of Ares' intentions. With her friends' encouragement, she prepares to face the man of her dreams head-on.

As soon as Magda becomes a billionaire, her life turns chaotic. Tabloid reporters, angry family members, and a persistent suitor invade her once peaceful life of beaches and surfing. Additionally, Ares' past comes back to haunt them, putting Magda's life in danger when their relationship is exposed by the press.

Time is running out when Magda mysteriously disappears. It's unclear if she left by choice or if the person Ares has kept locked away for fifteen years is involved. Urgency becomes paramount as Ares risks losing his first chance at true love. He will learn the hard way that not everything in life can be bought, regardless of wealth.

The Billionaire And the Banker

　　She didn’t care she had makeup on. She splashed cool water on her face and reached blindly for paper towel. The door to the bathroom opened and a hand put the serviette in hers and she offered a meek thank you to the person who had entered.


　　She looked up and saw Ares leaning against the door and she grimaced. “I’m sure the sign on the door says women.”


　　“It does,” he nodded, his eyes pleading. “Can we talk?”


　　“In a restaurant bathroom?” She sneered at him. “No. In fact, not here. Not anywhere.”


　　“You should be.” She forgot herself for a moment and shoved his chest hard, “what kind of fucking games are you playing?”


　　He grabbed her hands and pulled her close, his blue eyes searching hers. “I’m sorry. I panicked. In panicking, I came to a stupid conclusion.”


　　“If you were going to date another man, I was going to make you believe I had been dating longer.”


CHAPTER 18: Spite