Wealthy Nasty Billionaires

Miranda Duran was a gorgeous 22-year-old orphan. A typical ordinary female who is notorious for her clumsiness. She had recently completed her college education. On that day, she met Andrew Templeton, a cold and arrogant billionaire. However, in an absurd circumstance.

In Las Vegas, the Templeton brothers were known as the rich Nasty Billionaires. They were obscenely wealthy and ruthless. They were ruthless and deadly.

Miranda stood on the pedestrian lane, searching for a cab. It was raining outside, and she wanted to go home. She saw a Lamborghini approaching her at high speed; she was able to escape being hit by the automobile, but it splattered dirt water all over her body. She was so irritated and enraged that she hurled a stone at the car, shattering the window, because the driver didn't bother stopping to apologize.

A man in a black suit emerged from the entryway and opened the passenger door. Another man emerges, and Miranda swears a spit emerges from her mouth. He was wearing a crimson tuxedo and black eyeglasses, and she could see his biceps popping out. His face was faultless and a perfection. He exuded a sense of affluence. He was devilishly gorgeous, and as he moved up to her majestically, she could feel the air around her becoming colder.

Her breath became stuck in her throat almost instantly.

She was in a lot of difficulty. Because she lacked the funds to pay for the car, she instantly fell on her knees as the man approached her front door. In this case, instead of the man pleading, it was she who was begging.

" Please accept my heartfelt apologies... " She implored, but his gaze remained fixed on her. Her skin shivered in his proximity.

" You must pay for the vehicle." He said sharply

"I don't have any cash with me at the moment. Please accept my heartfelt apologies." She apologized but he grabbed her wrist and drew her closer to him. As his hands made touch with her, she whimpered and felt a spark! Her legs trembled.

She exclaimed as she looked at his face, which was getting closer to her; his eyes were brownish but deep down had a lot of secrets in them. He continued staring at her as if scrutinizing her face, like he was looking for something, which Miranda found perplexing and unsettling.

" Do you have any idea how much the Lamborghini you smashed was worth?" He made her whimper as he tightened his grasp on her hands.

" Please accept my heartfelt apologies, sir. "I was enraged when you sprayed dirt water all over my body. Her clothing was now wet from the rain coming from the sky, so she begged.

" I want a new vehicle." He stated his case.

"How come you can't accept an apology?! "I've already apologized to you." Miranda was becoming irritated by her constant begging. Why is he requesting a new automobile if he appears to be wealthy?

" You're going to have to pay." He said sharply

" I don't have any money," she says. She responded.

" As a woman, you have the option of paying with your body." With his attention drawn to her undisclosed breast, he said. Miranda grimaced; this man appeared to be a pervert.

" Please let me go."

Miranda screamed, attempting to free her wrist from his grip, but he dragged her towards the car instead.

"Allow me to depart. I'm going to contact the authorities." She yelled angrily.

She realized she couldn't get him to drive her to his car since she didn't have any money, so she did what she had to do: she kicked him in the crotch, causing him to fall to his knees and groan in pain. She didn't expect him to pursue her after she kicked him so hard, so she started running as fast as her legs could carry her till she spotted a cab, waved at it, and got in. She took a big breath and breathed deeply when she realized she had lost him and was safe.

When she returned home, she told her friend about her experience with the man, and Claudia couldn't help but be astounded that her clumsy friend hurled a stone at a very expensive Lamborghini because the driver sprayed some dirty mud water on her cheap clothing.

"What did you do? "Do you have any idea how much a Lamborghini costs?" Claudia sneered.

"I don't give a damn. "I put aside $500 only to purchase this gown for my interview the next day, and he damaged it." She scowled and rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms.

" Take it seriously! Because he spilled filthy water on your $500 gown, you ruined a Lamborghini worth $15 million. He has the power to put you in jail. "I'm sure that dude is incredibly wealthy." Claudia let out a sigh.

"I didn't wreck the automobile." It was simply a minor scratch, and he made it a huge fuss for me to pay for his car." She stated sarcastically.

" I'm hoping he doesn't come after you." Claudia sighed as she entered the kitchen.

" He can't locate me, and what's for breakfast?" says the narrator. She enquired.

" I hope you don't have any regrets." Claudia issued a warning.

" Where has Aaron gone?" She enquired.

" He's playing with his toys in his room." Claudia smiled as she responded.

Claudia was Miranda's best friend and also like a sister; they met at the orphanage and subsequently escaped because the nuns were mistreating them. They barely ate once a day or twice a week in the orphanage, so they decided to flee. They walked and slept on the streets, and Claudia was raped as a result. When she discovered out she was pregnant at a young age, she wanted to kill the pregnancy by using abortion pills, but Miranda refused, promising to look after her and her baby by working hard. They grew up together as sisters and relatives. Claudia eventually gave birth to a child named Aaron, who was Miranda's godson and whom she adored. Miranda and Claudia put in extra effort to get to college, which they achieved and from which they had already graduated. For both of them, life was difficult. Miranda, unlike Claudia, never met her biological parents; she was informed a lady left her off at the orphanage's front gate. She didn't care who her parents were because they had abandoned her.

" I'll put in more effort to ensure that he attends school. He is disappointed to watch his buddies go to school while he stays at home and does nothing. Miranda's brow furrowed and she said,

" You've done everything you can for him." Claudia grumbled.

" He's a member of the family." We are a family, and we must support one another. "I'm hoping to get employed as CEO Templeton's personal assistant." Miranda grinned as she pulled the pot from the cupboard.

"Just keep an eye out. The Templetons brothers are said to be dangerously wealthy and ruthless, according to rumors." Claudia gave her opinion.

"Yes, I am aware. The Nasty Billionaires are their name. I'm hoping I don't see them because I'm terrified, but what can I do? I need the money." She laughed.

" You have a huge day tomorrow."

To be continued...

Miranda Duran sat up quickly from the third quarter of the bed. Her eyelids were still tired, but she had an interview to prepare for. She yawned loudly and scratched her armpit uncomfortably. She got out of bed and ran her fingers through her unkempt hair. She grumbled since she was still tired but needed to get dressed. Her eyes widened in surprise as she examined the wall clock: it was 8:40 a.m., and the interview was set for 9:00 a.m.

She dashed to the bathroom, brushing her teeth and taking a bath. She was doomed from the start. How did she manage to sleep that much? She hurriedly dried her hair with a towel after finishing her bath and grabbed up the cloth that had been splattered with mud the day before, despite the fact that it had been splattered with mud then she had scrubbed it and it was spotless yesterday. She gave a kind grin.

She said a silent prayer and dashed out of the room, almost colliding with Aaron, who was exiting his room as well.

"Aunty, good morning. Are you planning on attending the interview? You are running late. It's 9:20 a.m." Aaron scolded, pouting.

"Yes, indeed. Why didn't you go ahead and wake me up?" Miranda smirked.

" Do you recall the last time I woke you up and you spat on me?" Aaron said something cute.

"Please accept my heartfelt apologies. What happened to your mother?" Miranda inquired, her shoe still on her foot.

" She's in the kitchen," says Aaron. Miranda dashed to the kitchen to get a sip of water.

" You're running late." Claudia was ecstatic.

"I know. I have to leave. Goodbye." Miranda responded and bolted out of the house. The toughest part was catching a bus since she had to wait another 5 minutes for one. Her mouth fell when she arrived at the company. It was a breathtaking sight to witness. The structure was lavish, standing tall with numerous glass windows, a large parking area, and a billboard reading TEMPLETONS ENTERPRISE.

She didn't have much time to take in the architecture, so she rushed inside and went right to the receptionist. The receptionist was a blonde, and based on the way she looked at Miranda, she didn't appear to like her; she snorted and led Miranda to the fifth floor where the interview was held.

Miranda rushed to the elevator, eagerly waiting for it to take her up. When it squeaked, she stepped out and found herself on a different floor. She was startled to see that there was no interview going on.

She smiled when she heard noises coming from a door at the end of the path. 'Perhaps that was the interview room,' she reasoned.

She moved towards it, holding her breath, but she came to a halt in front of the door and laid her head on it. She could hear muted sounds like flesh clenching and groans.

"Yeah, yes, yes, master. Please don't do it." A woman's whimper was heard by her.

Is it possible that they're having a fling? Wasn't this supposed to be an interview?

She was perplexed as to what they were up to. She leaned in closer to the door, but it wasn't locked, so as soon as she placed her weight on it, it sprang open, tripping her on her leg and causing her to slip forward.

She yelled as she stumbled forward, unable to regain her equilibrium, and landed with a tremendous hit on her knees. She could feel four pairs of eyes looking down at her as the room fell silent.

Then she realized she was in the room where the moaning came from. She chewed her lower lip. Why was she so clumsy all the time?

She was finally doomed, oh no.

Someone was seated with his legs crossed just in front of her. He wore black leather designer shoes, which she could see.

Something knocked on her senses, and she knew who was there before she even raised her head. That icy sensation.

" What are you doing here?" says the man. He inquired coldly.

She slowly raised her head to confirm her thoughts. She locked eyes with him because that voice sounded familiar.

She prayed the ground would simply swallow her whole. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

"For the love of God! Please don't tell me this is Andrew Templeton."

The man who was meant to be her employer...

Miranda realized she was doomed. As a grin appeared on his lips, her eyes dilated in surprise.

"Are you surprised?" He laughed.

Her skin was as white as chalk, and she had a pale complexion.

" Get out of here." He stated calmly. She didn't realize he wasn't talking to her until she spotted a lady leaving nude with a libido.

It's no surprise she was hearing such noises. Maybe he forced her to fuck herself in front of him.

Miranda's shoulders trembled due to the cold atmosphere in the room. This man had been offended by her.

She sprang to her feet and discovered a stinging cut on her knee.

"Please accept my apologies for intruding. I'm going to get going."She said, afraid to look him in the eyes. Her hands were trembling, and she couldn't feel her legs. So she had smashed Andrew Templeton's Lamborghini?!

"Take one more step, cupcake, and I'll make sure you and your best friend spend the rest of your lives in prison together." She came to a halt as she heard his menacing voice from behind her. He had no way of knowing she had a best friend. And what does she anticipate from The Templetons' second son, who has all of the necessary networks and information? They are obscenely well-off. They have the ability to purchase two countries.

After the event, he must have conducted an inquiry on her, but it was just yesterday, and it hasn't even been 48 hours, and he already knows a lot about her.

" Now turn around and come here!" She turned around and walked back to his front when he snarled and made her cringe.

" That's my girl," says the narrator. He cooed sweetly.

He got out of his seat and came towards her, and she was startled to see how near he was to her. He was so tall that he seemed to be staring down on her. He stood 6 feet tall and had amazing arbs. The arbs,.

"Sir, you are standing so near," she coughed uneasily.

He grinned slyly and resumed his examination of her. He put his hand on her shoulder and began stroking it. What exactly is he up to?!

"Cupcake, you did a fantastic job. I looked through your diploma, but it appears that you attended Las Vegas's most out-of-date college. You irritated me."

His chest brushed against hers, and she could feel her nipple straining against his muscular chest. Then she realized she hadn't worn a bra with her. She took a breath and blushed.

Why was he referring to her as a cupcake?

"You don't have any social standing. You're merely a jobless lady in dire need of work. Do you believe you're qualified to work for me?" His words slashed her to the core. He was insulting her, and his comments were quite hurtful. She realized she couldn't say anything since she lacked his power.

Hearing his nasty comments hurt her heart.

" Is it okay if I leave?" She muttered something.

"You are not permitted to go, Cupcake. You must repay what you owe me." With his strong voice, he stated. Wait. She couldn't go since she wasn't permitted. What was it that she owed him?!

" What exactly are you on about?! " She inquired, puzzled.

"Are you still interested in the job?! " He inquired, and she responded with a nod.

"Then you must comply with my instructions. I'll make you regret destroying my favorite Lamborghini if you don't do as I say. Do you understand me?!" He sounded like a ruthless killer.

" Yes, I do." She murmured something. Her legs were trembling wildly. She trembled as his hands began to trace down her face. She could feel his hot breath on her collarbone as he proceeded to her neck. She closed her eyes and savored the sensation of his breath on her skin.

" My chauffeur will arrive at 7 p.m. to fetch you up, so be ready." He gave the command and then took a few steps back from her, putting some distance between them.

"What should I be prepared for? What am I going to do?!" He was questioned by her.

" Just be ready; don't ask me any questions." He said that, his gaze piercing my soul.

" Yes, sir," says the narrator. She bowed and rolled her eyes.

" You're free to go."

She was certain to inform Claudia of all that had occurred.

To be continued...

"Wait, what did you just say?! You mean Andrew Templeton, the man you smashed his Lamborghini yesterday? "You're in a lot of danger, girl." Claudia yelled as she paced around the little sitting area.

" To be clear, I didn't wreck his car. I'm frightened since it simply scratched. "It's the way he looks at me," she says. She was biting her lower lip and fiddling with her fingernails.

" Can you tell me how he looks at you?! " Claudia enquired.

" As if he wants to eat me, or as if I'm the prey and he's the predator. You should have seen how he rubbed his hands on me earlier today. " Miranda muttered under her breath, her arms crossed.

" It's only your fantasies," says the narrator. Claudia made a sneering remark. Andrew Templeton was known to be a womanizer, although an infrequent one, and Claudia had heard that he preferred women with large asses, which was something Miranda lacked.

"Would you believe I neglected to put on my underpants as well?! "It was really humiliating." She gave a response. " Furthermore, as I barge in, a female was fucking herself directly in front of him. "Today was the most humiliating day of my whole existence on this planet." She moaned and scratched her head.

" You've gotten yourself into a lot of trouble. Yes, we are. Do you have any idea who the Templetons are?! They are one of the world's most powerful brothers. Andrew is one of the most powerful businessmen in the world, and you destroyed his automobile, therefore he wants you to pay him back. Damien Templeton, his older brother, is not someone you should meet." Claudia's pupils dilated.

Miranda began to be terrified. She was well aware that what she had done was wrong, but this was particularly heinous.

" Claudia, what am I supposed to do now?! " She anxiously chewed her lower lip.

"'Well, there's a little possibility he'll forgive you.'

" So, what's the average of the probabilities?"

" I believe it's 0.01 percent." She expressed herself.

"You're unsure about yourself. He informed me that his chauffeur will arrive at 7:00 p.m. to fetch me up. What am I supposed to do?!" Claudia was informed by Miranda.

" Just quit being so clumsy and be on your best behavior." Claudia gave her opinion.

Aaron stepped in with a grimace as the door opened.

" What happened to you?! " says the narrator. Claudia had approached him with the question.

"I simply want to go to school, Mother. Everyone is on their way to school." He screamed and dashed to his room. Miranda and Claudia exchanged glances.

Miranda was still perplexed after supper about what would happen at 7:00 p.m. She was thinking about a number of things. She couldn't move her head away from the sensation of his hot breath on her collarbone. Was he planning to throw her in prison? What was he going to do with her?! She was left hanging in anticipation, waiting for the clock to strike 7 p.m., which it did.

When the door bell sounded, she opened it to see a man standing there.

"Don't be scared. Keep in mind what I said, be on your best behavior, and..." The driver abruptly shut her off.

"Please get in the automobile, Miss Duran." The chauffeur murmured something, and she immediately got inside, waving to her closest friend. As she got inside the car, Claudia was saying something but Miranda couldn't hear what Claudia was saying. Her eyes dilated and moved to her chest in surprise; she was just wearing a singlet and no underwear.

Fuck! Not again. Why is it that she keeps running into him in this situation?! She'd been taken off guard and had neglected to dress appropriately and wear proper undergarments. No wonder Claudia kept telling her something but she couldn't hear so it was because she had no appropriate dressing on.

She got out of the car when they arrived at their location. Because of the air conditioner, she felt like resting during the journey, but her irrational ideas wouldn't allow her. The chauffeur took her to a large complex with security walking around...there was a pool full of bikini-clad females who all stared at her with hatred as soon as she walked in. Four of them approached her and gave her the cold shoulder. " Stick with us. " They exchanged uncomfortable snorts.

" Where is Mr Andrew?! "

" He's in that room," says one of the ladies. They walked away after pointing to the door.

She anxiously chewed her lower lip. She was apprehensive about entering the room alone.

She approached the door and knocked.

" Mr... "

" Come in. " His voice came from the opposite direction.

She stepped into the room after opening the door. Her lips expanded with surprise. In the room, there was another pool with a waterfall, as well as a king-size bed and a table with several pieces of equipment. Handcuffs, horse whips, cables, and libidos are just a few examples.

Many of them were hung on the walls as well.

What sort of a guy is he?! Miranda pondered.

" Come here, cupcake," says the narrator. He gave a strong command. She moved humbly towards him. He was in the water without any clothes on, and she was certain he wasn't wearing boxers, which made her cheeks flush.

She stood behind him. His muscles were enticing, and he appeared to be a delicacy. His black tresses were a mess. His wavy, black hair was damp.

" I'm behind you. " She sneezed.

" Remove your clothing and enter the water." Her eyes widened once again as he spoke. She didn't have a bra on.

" I'm sorry, but I'm not able to."

He swiveled around to face her. "I despise repeating myself. If you don't remove those rags, I'll put you and your friend in jail. You make the decision; if you don't want your friend to get arrested, take off your clothes and fucking jump into the pool!!!"

She sighed and whimpered. She started undressing in front of him since she didn't want Claudia to get in trouble for her mess, and he kept gazing at her.

He widened his eyes as he gazed at her bare boobs because she wasn't wearing a bra. He gave her the same look he gave her in the morning at his office, as if he wanted to eat her.

"It's perfect. Come on in, cupcake." She stepped carefully into the pool, her gaze averted as he continued to stare at her. She couldn't swim, so she stayed at the pool's edge, but he dragged her into it, and she screamed as her body came into touch with the icy water. She erupted, splashing her hands in the water in an attempt to take a breath, but she couldn't. She couldn't swim very well. She actually despises swimming. Before Andrew dragged her above the water, she caught a glimpse of Andrew grinning.

His hands were on her buttocks, and she shrank closer to him out of dread of the water. She scowled as she spit water out of her lips.

"You're completely nuts. I was on the verge of drowning." She was enraged as she looked at him.

" When my tiny cupcake is upset, she looks cute."

She rolled her eyes and said, "I'm not your cupcake." He wriggled her leg beneath the water and snarled her butt. She felt a spark between them, and a strange sensation raced down her spine. Her hands start to shiver.

"Please release me. This bothers me. I don't like it. "She begged, her lips pressed together.

"Stop biting your lips," he grumbled as his grip on her buttocks tightened.

She got perplexed since she had developed a habit of biting her lips when she was frightened or bashful. She doesn't always realize she's biting her lips.

His lustful gaze was fixed on her lips, and he slammed his lips on hers. As he continued to kiss the heck out of her, he grabbed her butt even harder.

A gasp left her lips as he drew her tongue into his mouth.

This was fantastic...

She knew this wasn't right but she felt so good.

To be continued...