A Secretive Deal With My Billionaire Boss Novels & Stories

Another picture. He was opening the passenger door of his car for me. Another. He was looking at me. Not at the cameras. At me. The headline underneath read: BLACKWELL HEIR FINALLY FOUND LOVE? BILLIONAIRE CEO SPOTTED WITH LONGTIME SECRET GIRLFRIEND. I stared at the screen. My heart skipped. "So..." Mimi said softly. "Are you going to tell me why the internet thinks you're dating the richest bachelor in the country?" I looked away. "I can't."

Aleksander Vilmorre. As in… CEO of Vilmorre Enterprise. The youngest billionaire in the country. And apparently… My new boss. “Welcome to Vilmorre Enterprises, Ms Klaire.” I took his hand with the brightest smile I could muster. They felt so big against my small ones. “Looking forward to working with you, sir.” He looked like he was about to say something when his assistant suddenly cut in. “Sir… your grandmother is here.”

"I spent all my savings fixing the mess you left me with. I'm not giving you a single dime." There was a long pause on the line, and the silence made my skin crawl. I could hear him taking a slow drag of a cigarette. "You really should think about your answer, Jen," Tom said, his voice dropping into a nasty, calm tone. "It would be a shame if your new billionaire boss found out about the secret baby you hid from the world." My heart completely stopped beating for a second. The air left my lungs, and the car felt like it was spinning. "What did you just say to me?" I whispered, my voice cracking.

“You sneaky bastard. You’re not kidding. But why the hell am I just hearing about this now? We’re partners here.” “It was best you knew nothing about it,” I said with a casual shrug. “Besides, I’ve run that place for years, and no one knows except Posh and me. I knew the kind of shady bastard we were dealing with—so I went shadier.” I let the words sink in before adding, “Now, I know Aliya won’t give her father another cent. So, I struck a beautiful deal with him. If, in two weeks, I don’t get my money…” I leaned forward, resting my arms on the table. “…you’re looking at the new shareholder in Deluxe Holdings.”

He said in a calm and decisive tone while I stared at him cautiously. “My offer is simple,” he said, leaning back in his leather chair, his voice colder than the iced whiskey in his glass. “Help us track down those people you overheard earlier and act as bait for a few months” His eyes were steel—sharp, unreadable. I swallowed hard. I was a waitress. He was a billionaire. We lived in different worlds. But my mother was dying, and I needed money fast. “And in return?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

I just prayed and hoped that my husband wouldn’t come downstairs and see us like this. “OK, fine. I am actually a friend, yeah. But we also have some business together. We have a deal,” she said with a trembling voice. “A deal?” I asked, curious and suspicious. “What kind of deal? And what does it have to do with me and Rick?” She hesitated, biting her lip. She looked scared, but also defiant. She knew I wouldn’t believe her easily, but she also knew she had to say something. “It’s a… it’s a secret deal,” she said, lowering her voice. “A very important and lucrative deal. And it involves you and Rick, yes. But I can’t tell you more than that. It’s confidential.”

I’m just a maid, nothing more. I bet he laughed his ass off in his head. A maid… expecting a kiss from her billionaire boss. Pathetic.

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

There was something in his eyes, a mixture of strength and sincerity that made her want to believe him. "I trust you," she said softly, the words feeling both terrifying and liberating at the same time. Jesse nodded, his expression softening slightly. "Good." Dimitri closed the briefcase and straightened up. "I'll keep you updated, boss. If Nathaniel makes a move, you'll know immediately." Jesse nodded, and Dimitri left without another word, leaving them alone once more. Tina exhaled slowly, her mind racing. She had never imagined her life would take this turn. A week ago, her biggest concern had been dealing with Nathaniel's betrayal. Now, she was caught in a dangerous power struggle, with

A few coworkers chattered along, others unsure whether to join or just keep quiet. The gossiping grew louder... until click, click—his polished shoes echoed across the floor. His gaze fixed on the elevator, not even sparing a glance at anyone. The secretary immediately grabbed some files from her desk and walked briskly by his side. He strode into the private elevator like he owned the air itself. Every head turned instinctively, and the whispers died mid-sentence. The new boss had just arrived. Everyone knew that a billionaire from outside the country had bought the company—a very mysterious man who made heads turn but didn't ever talk. No one had ever heard his voice.