After I Left The Billionaire Novels & Stories

I threw the envelope at her,the empty envelope. "I...I don't k...know w.what youuu aree talking a..about." she stammered. "Get out of here, you bitch before I loose my patience, and the wedding is off." I said. "Please don't do this please." she begged "Go before I ask my security to escort you." She stood up and went, before getting out she said, "You are gonna pay for humiliating me and I never loved you it was just the money I loved."

He poured her a glass. “So what are we celebrating?” He took a large gulp from the bottle before answering. “The latest news headline on Henry...” Her lips slowly curled into a sinister smile. “From the looks on your face, I can say you know what I am talking about” “The deal with the Arabian billionaire...” “My father’s insider gave us all the dirty details” he answered with a smile. “The news reports didn’t say if the billionaire was completely withdrawing his investment after Henry made a fool of himself...”

He was never the party type all that mattered to him was the company he was running, his mental health and being a successful philanthropic person who did great things for people but decided to remain anonymous since he didn't want so much of the spotlight on him as most billionaires would want he followed the rules to the later and never for once thought because he was rich he could oppress people with his wealth. _____ The moment he entered the house was when Alexa was done with Topaz and his breath got hitched in his throat as he could not understand what and who he was starting at. She was heavily endowed with beauty and her dimples didn't make it any easier as she smiled an unwavering s

"Don't you know where is your father, The famous billionaire?" "...." When I heard it all. I was amazed! It's true! My Father is a fucking billionaire! Then I got my cool! When they silenced I speak this time. Little Park: It's not easy to be the son of a billionaire! I worked too hard! But I'm going to surpass my father! I shouted that loud in front of the cameras. Then I remembered that paper! 'Father... it's time to open your legacy!' I thought. Then I will show it! In front of these lowly ants!

I stood frozen, my eyes locked on Brad's face, as if I was staring at a ghost. It had been a year since he walked out of my life, leaving me shattered and heartbroken. He had chosen wealth and status over our love, opting to marry his rich boss's daughter instead. Why was he here now? What did he expect to achieve by coming back into my life? I couldn't help but wonder as I stood there, my mind reeling with questions. Brad's words cut through my thoughts, his voice low and husky as he whispered, "My love." Before I could react, he pulled me into a kiss, his lips crashing down on mine with a fierce intensity.

I can remember when I first arrived here, I lived in a shabby house, but now things have changed and I have changed too, I was no longer the timid and naive Ava from years back, I'm now a domineering, ruthless, and powerful billionaire who controls millions of wealth across all countries I was happy I left New York, happy I took that bold step to become who I am today, happy I could give my lovely kids a good life plus the love of a mother and father as well, they never asked about their father and I take that as a clue that I'm doing well in feeling two gaps at a time after all there father don't even care if they exist I heard Nicklaus Michaelson is now confined to a wheelchair, what a wor

Empathy stirred in my chest, yet logic screamed louder. For crying out loud, I’d come here looking for a job. A real, paying job. Not a death wish wrapped in the guise of being a billionaire’s wife. Not a game of Marco Polo with a murderer who’d be living ‘under the same roof’ as me. Every instinct I had begged me to pull away, to reject this lunacy and leave as though none of this had ever happened. As though a billionaire hadn’t just offered me a front-row seat to the end of my life.

She had just gotten a disturbing call from her daughter. Even at 50kg, the 5’6 lady could still put a dent in Maple Wood. Her moving to New York definitely wasn’t accident. It wasn’t because she missed her daughter, or wanted to spend more time. The only thing she wanted to spend was money, money that belonged to her future son-in-law. “Mum, I said I’m leaving, and there’s nothing you or anyone can do to stop me!” Catherine yelled back. She knew to make her tone respectful even when yelling. Whether she was the girlfriend of a billionaire was none of her mother’s business.

I smiled a little. "You are really a silly girl; he asked you to stay because he is a billionaire! You won't have to be in his face all the time. Didn't you hear him say he will be leaving for Italy by the weekend? You have been discarded; the only difference is he did it the billionaire's way."

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”