The Billionaire's Scheming Seduction

Nicole Romanov's POV "Wow, my dear, you look stunning. Take a look at yourself. Aren't you the epitome of perfect beauty? "I can't believe my little girl has grown up." When my mother saw me clothed in the bridal gown with the veil on my head, she exclaimed with delight. "To be honest, Mom, I can't believe it either. I am overjoyed, and everything still appears to be a dream to me. I can't believe tomorrow is the day I'll finally get married to the love of my life. Richard and I have been fantasizing about this for the last seven years, and tomorrow, we will be joined forever." Out of joy, I told my mother with tears of joy and happiness. "I know I shouldn't be asking you about this right now, Nicole, but I'm afraid I must, my dear daughter. It's simply that I don't want you to suffer the same tragedy, sorrow, betrayal, and suffering that I did. I want to see you happy and live your life your way, not the way your nasty father wants you to. I want you to live your life, not the life your father has imposed on you." My mother proceeded to speak with tears in her eyes and true worry on her face for me. "Before you walk down that aisle tomorrow, I have a question for you: do you truly want to marry him? Are you certain about your decision since marriage is the most important phase of life and it changes everything? It has an effect on you. Are you certain you're pleased with Jared and want to spend the rest of your life with him? Do you truly love him, or are you simply pretending to love him since your father fixed you both seven years ago?" "Of course, Mom, I love him, which is why I'm marrying him. I gave this a lot of thinking before making my decision. Mom, I know you have every right to be concerned about me, especially after everything you've been through and what Dad has done to you. It is all because of you that Dad is now a wealthy and well-known millionaire. It's because he took everything from you, even your fortune. But believe me, Mom. Richard is not like that at all. He will never, ever hurt me. He'll always make me happy. Believe me, Mom." I take her hand in mine and say, "Now, wipe those tears, give me that dazzling smile, and help me get off this dress." "Sure, my beautiful girl," Mom said after wiping her tears and helped me in getting out of the dress. When I was out of the dress, my mother requested me to drop her off at the café where she works. I feel awful for my mother and am doing everything I can to help her because my father snatched everything from her and then divorced her, leaving her with nothing and even left her homeless. If that wasn't enough, he took me away from her by obtaining custody in court since he had the money and my mother didn't. I was only eleven years old when this all happened, and I've been enduring my father's brutality ever since, mainly because I want to one day restore all that adequately belongs to my mother. "Take care of yourself, Mom. I truly mean it." I advised my mother after dropping her off at the café and hugged her goodbye. I planned to surprise Richard with a surprise visit and his favourite dessert after dropping Mom off at her destination. I'm sure he'll be overjoyed to see me because we won't be able to see one other again until tomorrow. With this in mind, I went to his favorite bakery, got his favorite dessert, and drove to his place of residence. I entered his penthouse with the goal of surprising him, but instead, I was the one getting surprised and astonished when I overheard the moaning voices coming from his bedroom, the bedroom that we share and will share for the rest of our lives. The door to the room was left partially open, allowing me to see and hear all that was going on between my very nude husband-to-be and my naked best friend, who was presently on her knees, giving Richard a b*****b while the bastard was enjoying it, his hand grasping Susan's red hairs. My heart shattered into tiny little pieces as I gazed at my fiancé and best friend in a compromising position, tears in my eyes and lemon pie in my hand. The anguish of betrayal was too much for me to bear, and my surprise transformed into grief. "Oh...yes....oh...yes, Millie, just like that. Exactly like that, honey bunny." When Melissa bobs her head up and down, Richard groans. "Damn, I love you so much." "Liar, if you loved me, you wouldn't be marrying my naive and stupid best friend, Nicole," Melissa remarked as she stepped back from Richard, only to offer him a chaste kiss and press her body against Richard’s. "Don't worry, I'll fix that as soon as possible, and then we'll be together. Nicole, on the other hand, is useless. She has no idea how to satisfy my needs on the bed. She's really lousy at s*x. Believe me, if she was even a little bit good in it, I wouldn't have been f*****g you over here and claiming to love you right before my wedding day," Richard says before slamming his lips on hers and squeezed on Susan's ass before he picked her up and threw her on the bed, only to slam himself inside of her. I took out my phone and silently filmed everything with the purpose of revenge. I never imagined I'd be thinking about exacting revenge on anybody in my life, but this betrayal has devastated me in the worst manner conceivable, and I can't help but feel the hunger for my vengeance. I'm going to make both of them pay, and I know precisely the person who can assist me in that. I just need to find a way to contact him since he is a very busy man. I couldn't stand it any longer and silently exited the penthouse, hoping not to be spotted, and dumped the pie in the garbage bin outside the building. When I got into my car, I burst out sobbing, clutching my chest due to the anguish and sadness I was experiencing inside of me. "I can't be weak. I can't be as weak as my mother, who was afraid to fight back. My mother was frail because I was her weakness, but what about me? For the time being, I don't have any weaknesses, which makes me strong. I need to get up and fight back." I murmured to myself before dialing the phone number of the person who could get me into the "Shadow Nightclub" tonight as a dancer in the VIP lounge where Jericho Osborne would be accessible. Jericho Osborne is the city's well-known billionaire with the potential to create or ruin someone, and right now I need his assistance in damaging none other than his closest friend Richard Williams. Richard should not have screwed up by betraying me with my friend. "Hello, Mark. It's Nicole over here. I'll give you anything you want if you get me in the VIP room with Mr. Nicole Osborne as the dancer for the night." I spoke with the club's manager, who knows me from numerous occasions when he was in severe need of assistance. "Whoa! Is everything okay, Nicole? You want to get in as a club dancer tonight. But why is this so? And why, in particular, in Jericho Osborne's room?" When Mark heard me ask for a favor as a dancer for the night, he was taken aback. "Everything is wrong. That is why you must help me out over here." I replied and added, "Name the amount and I will transfer you into the bank account right away." "Sure thing, I will text you." He responded and then hung up the phone. He sent me the sum, which I immediately deposited and used to get admission to the VIP area as the night's dancer. f**k! It was meant to be my bachelor party, and now I'm going to pretend to be a dancer in front of a stranger I've never met but only heard about. "Thank you so much, Mark. It'll just be dancing, right?" I asked him to make sure I didn't have to do anything else. "All right, doll. If you're trying to please Jericho Osborne in order to obtain something in return, you should go above and over. You have to do what a stripper does," Mark responded with a stern tone. "Strip in front of him and his allies since the man adores s*x. He's an A+ certified womanizer." "What?! I have to strip?" I exclaim over the phone, stunned by what I've just heard. "Get undressed in front of him in a room full of his allies?"