A Night With The Billionaire Novels & Stories

The man sat down on his chair very well and adjusted his cloth. “We can all have our seat!” the man said with low voice and all of them sat down back. “Good evening everyone, it’s another lovely night and thank God for that” The man said and adjusted his cloth. “Today! It’s two good news we have and they are awesome” The man smiled and continued talking. “One is that, our fourth Perfect Billionaire’s couple have come back. This is so awesome and I am very happy for this, congratulations to Adewale’s family”

Now, she was back with a 5-year old little girl. Many eyes watched them as they exited the arrival area. Most of the people knew she was walking with the most famous billionaire in town. Some gasped, seeing Ethan holding a child in his arms, taking stolen pictures of them. The thought that they’d be in the headlines in less than 24 hours twitched her gut, yet she couldn’t do anything because even if she flipped the world upside down, the fact that she was married to a famous Steinfield wouldn’t be changed... well, unless they divorced, which she knew would only happen after a few years.

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He had to be a billionaire, I knew owning even a small property in this expensive part of town could cost up to a billion, let alone such a big, expensive looking nightclub. The billionaire turned to face me now, dragging me to his side, a bit more gently. I could feel my body press against his powerful body, as his body heat warmed me till I was no longer trembling. "Offer the chick money Larry, if you want her to do anything for you. You of all people should know by now that the language of women is money.” Larry smiled. “One million dollars Little pet, and I want all your clothes off now.” Still pressed against the billionaire’s side, I shook my head shyly. Though I needed it, I didn’t wa

A smirk played on the corner of my lips as I muttered, “She was a virgin.” This new discovery made me even more determined to find out who she was, as I refused to believe I was rejected. I was a CEO worth trillions of dollars. Women always crowded me, but I had nothing to do with them. As the sole heir to Steele corporations and feared in the business world, I refused to believe I was rejected by any woman, much less a virgin. Shrugging my shoulders, I felt she should be lucky she had her first time with me.

He asked like he was daring me to say I didn't. But how was I supposed to understand all that when he was speaking so fast? He's looking for reasons to not like me, that much is obvious. How do I explain to my parents that I came here single and now I'm suddenly married to a freaking billionaire? “If you would please speak slowly, then it would be appreciated,” I say, faking a smile. And it was clear he heard the sass in my voice because his lips formed a frown as he stared at me, clearly not appreciating the tone.

Williams said evenly. “Your friend will be back tonight.” She says. “Do you prefer sedans or SUVs?” she queried, holding her phone in a way that suggested she was fully capable of ordering a car with a mere click of a button. “Any color preference?” “You’re going to have to excuse me before I set this place on fire,” I told her and stomped out onto the balcony, lighting a cigarette and glaring at the skyline like it owed me something. What have I gotten myself into, I know I need money but not in this way. I love my privacy. This is unreal. Less than twenty-four hours earlier, I’d been sleeping in a parking lot. Now I'm a billionaire.

But the bottom line is that I am beyond grateful. "Your husband didn't pay you to spend the night with him, did he?" the hot billionaire asks while striding closer. I inhale his lovely odour as he halts right in front of me and the fingers of his right hand lightly touch my chin. His beautiful eyes stare deeply into mine, making my crazy brain imagine things I shouldn't. "No. He didn't pay me to sleep by his side," I say.

were the words and actions that made me clear my mother's hospital bills and other expenses at home before leaving them with an excuse – ‘I'm going to work for the money I got’. I got to the altar and my saliva dried up on its own on seeing the billionaire,throat sore god's had to wait for this very moment. He was looking so perfect in the expertly tailored suit on him and the pomade hairstyle allowed his cuteness to scream out itself. “You may now unveil your bride” the priest's words came, interrupting my thoughts and immediately, the billionaire raised my veil, allowing me to have a clearer view of his perfect looks. Our gazes locked for a while and I felt my heart skip a thousand beats a

She shrugged it off; it wasn’t unheard of for Kyler to leave his phone someplace while being busy. She messaged her best friend and personal assistant—Charlotte—to let her know she wanted to meet tomorrow, before her family dinner at least. Sabrina got out of the car and made her way upstairs and to the very top of the penthouse where Kyler lived. She glanced at her reflection in the elevator mirror and sighed. The past two months of grief showed starkly on her face. Eye bags, frown lines, she’d even lost weight.