After I Left The Billionaire Novels & Stories

But one thing was certain,this shopping trip was going to be more than just designer bags. It would be an escape… and a test. Versace store; New York VIP wing. The ride to the mall had been unusually calm. Ariana sat beside Liam in the front passenger seat, scrolling aimlessly on her phone, while Liam focused on the road like his life depended on it. “Ever been on a shopping date before?” she asked suddenly, peeking at him from under her lashes. Liam didn’t blink. “This isn’t a date.” “Sure. Just a billionaire’s daughter, her ridiculously handsome driver, and a black card that can melt wallets. Sounds like a romcom to me.”

The tiny sound of metal against wood somehow felt louder than everything else in the room. Adrian's expression shattered. "Celia." I looked at him one final time. "I could have forgiven you for not protecting me." My voice was steady now. Terribly steady. "But I don't think I can forgive you for believing I needed your money." Then I turned And walked away. He didn't stop me. That would be the mistake he'd carry for years. --- I returned to the mansion only long enough to gather what mattered. The house felt different as I walked through it that final time.

Beneficiary: ELARA QUINN The color drained from her face. "No." She blinked. Read it again. And again. And again. Her name remained. Mocking every logical explanation she could think of. This wasn't possible. She had never met Robert Harrison. Never spoken to him. Never worked for him. Never crossed paths with him. So why would a billionaire leave her four billion dollars? The answer came immediately. He wouldn't. Which meant something much bigger was happening. Something she didn't understand.

Alessia picked it up. Her name was written on it. Again. Another message. Another secret. She opened it slowly. Inside was a photograph. Her. Lorenzo. Six years ago. The night everything ended. But this was not a photograph she had ever seen. Because in the background stood someone else. Someone who had witnessed their final goodbye. Someone who knew the truth. On the back of the photograph were six words: You left because they made you. Alessia's hands began to shake. Lorenzo looked at the photograph.

For a moment, the morning felt almost ordinary. Then my phone vibrated. Gabriel. Gabriel: Good morning. I hope you slept well. I smiled before I could stop myself. Leah noticed. Naturally. "Oh." I looked up. "What?" "Nothing." "Leah." She leaned forward. "Is that your billionaire?" I nearly choked on my coffee. "My what?" She laughed. "Your billionaire." "He's not my billionaire." "Not yet?" I felt my cheeks warm. "Please stop." She grinned.

after saying that I quickly hung up the phone call as I had more pressing matters to attend in my life. I paused a little waiting to see if that little gentle voice I used to hear would say something or tell me that I was being cruel and should help Claire. But nothing, I heard nothing. Ever since that day I had fired those workers from the mansion that was the last time I had heard my conscious little gentle voice. I gave up and sat back down defeated. Apparently a whole year had passed and here I was a rich 24 year old billionaire travelling in my private jet with 2 supermodel chicks waiting for me at my 5 star apartment hotel but I was feeling miserable.

"I find out you're holding out on me Sanders I'm coming back and when I leave you won't be breathing. You're only alive because of her, isn't that ironic? I know if I kill you it'll hurt her and I'll never hurt her. Not even to rid the world of a piece a shit like you." "But if you ever in your life cross my path again I'll end you. Oh and by the way she's happy, she doesn't even talk about you you're nothing but a distant memory. If you survive them, one day when you least expect it, when enough time has passed and she's forgotten that you ever existed I'm going to kill you." I left the building with my men trailing behind me. "How am I supposed to drive with this fucked up knee?" I didn't

She politely bowed after pouting at my bruised wrists. "Thank you so much again." She left me alone with a sense of protection as I grazed her retreating figure. This would not have been possible if it weren't for Mr. Zavier Salvay. The old man I bumped into. He is a billionaire. I have not noticed him before, as I was too shocked to think of anything else other than my life and dignity. But the man is one of the top billionaires. I have seen his pictures in magazines and newspapers. "Thank God," I said, closing my eyes and sipping a small gulp of black coffee.

I asked and she sighed “How would you ever know what I have been through? You have had everything easy and simple for you ever since you were born, you were destined to be the leader and ruler of ASHFORD. You have had everything you ever needed handed to you on a plate of gold. Imagine what I have had to go through, An orphan who has lived on the streets trying to make a living for herself homeless but still trying to live through it, believing that everything will get better eventually. Imagine one day while I was working an old man comes to the bar for a drink, we get talking and he told me about you, his super amazing son. I thought I could try to get you and finally be off the life I am

I stated coldy "Y...yes m...miss"she said and bowed her head I threw the corpse of the dead puppy and walked to my room I turned on the shower and within minutes I was done bathing I caught a glance of my reflection from the mirror I can't believe am young and f#cking rich Penny the only billionaire whose so lonely Since it was still already late...I wore a transparent nighte ...I climbed my king size bed and drafted off to sleep TBC