A Billionaire's Secret Five Novels & Stories

But the other part, the wary part, urged her to wait. If she was going to survive this, she needed to be careful. She had already let herself get blindsided once. She wouldn’t make that mistake again. --- Adrian sat behind his desk, jaw tight, eyes fixed on the screen in front of him. The latest article from Mercer’s camp flashed in bold letters. "Billionaire’s Marriage Scandal: Was It All a Lie?" His grip on the mouse tightened as he scrolled through the article, filled with more insinuations, more half-truths. Mercer was relentless.

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”

In the weeks that followed, Ryan continued with work, Tom did as well. Amelia worked in ways of getting back on track, mentally and emotionally. "Today, we bring the news of a very successful business tycoon, our very own King of finance _ Ryan Anderson. A lot of rumors have been spreading about the root of Mr Anderson's wealth," Anne, a top broadcaster reported. "The police are currently investigating Mr Anderson and are probably on their way to the company," Bryan, a fellow broadcaster added.

The First Day at work. Olivia. I stood in front of the gleaming glass doors of Kensington towers, a skyscraper that dominated the upper East Side of the New York skyline. I looked up at the big building that I could bet had over Sixty floors with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. Today was the first day of my new job as the secretary to Jake Anderson, one of the most influential billionaires in the world. Ofcourse everyone had heard of Jake or seen him in blogs and articles. He was well known for a number of things apart from his billionaire status.i had spent the past week and the whole of last night preparing for those day.

"I didn’t do anything. I simply waited for you to come back so we could...you know...do it." "Well, there you have it. Ever since I became a billionaire, women have been trying to take advantage of me. Whether by trying to get pregnant or to steal from me. The upturned briefcase full of cash was intentional and you're the first woman I've met in five years who didn't take a single dollar." "You were testing me?!" She asked, anger lacing her voice. "I had to. I was tired of sleeping with different women, some of which stole from me and I simply wanted someone I could have a sexual arrangement with and still trust."

I'm not sure why they paid me right away, but I helped Neil out by transferring that money straight into his account. I made a deal on one of my greatest secrets for $10,000. There are times when I believe money simplifies and eases our problems. To avoid having to deal with issues in my life, I would love to become a billionaire like Aron Finge in the future.

Quietly, I slipped my own phone from the side pocket of my dress, quickly navigating to the website the woman had specified. The headline I encountered made my blood run cold. THE SECRET OF BACHELOR BILLIONAIRE, ROMINIC VERLICE, FINALLY REVEALED. HE'S A FATHER!

I could swear she was lying. “ Who isn’t? I am a billionaire; my inheritance never stops growing," I announced proudly, puffing out my chest. She seemed somewhat mocking, but didn’t show anything. “ Still, not all the money in the world has made any woman stay by my side with this face," I thought victoriously, knowing she wouldn't be able to endure it.

I smile and reach out my hand to hold hers for a second, "But it's not really about my health. It's about something else, and it has to be a secret." I pick up the suitcase as she frowns and I place it on her desk, she looks very confused. I open it and show her what's inside. "What the hell?" She spits and stands up to look inside, "What is this about?" "I really need you to keep my secret. There's five hundred thousand dollars in here. If you promise to keep my secret, it's yours," I tell her. I see her eyes light up with greed for a second. Getting this amount in cash was a fucking nightmare, so I really hope it's worth it, "They'll be fully yours, no questions asked and no one will ever

Tell him to meet me at the basement he says hurriedly, not taking his eyes off the image on the phone. The basement is his secret hideout. It's a place where he also keeps all his security tools and all his cash. It's five stories underground building just below his main garage. Over here, he keeps eighty percent of his money made from the clubs. That way, he doesn't pay tax on them. Smart move for a smart brain. He only sends twenty percent to the bank and even that amount makes him a billionaire. Only Pluto and Acid know about the basement and they have sworn to take this secret to their grave.