Allfreenovel Billionaire Romance Novels & Stories

The reality was so much more than I ever dared to hope for. God had given me more than I ever asked for. A man who wasn't just handsome, but a billionaire who loved me deeply and unconditionally. “You may kiss the bride.” Right after the priest said those words, Rue’s lips met mine—a promise sealed in salt and sunlight. There, I finally had an assurance that this wasn't just a dream come true. This was beyond anything I had ever imagined. I knew I couldn't ask for more. This was my fairytale, my happily ever after, and this all happened after I was hired by my ex’s billionaire uncle.

"I think I've read this exact plot in a romance novel. This is the part where you come into his life and transform him into a kind-hearted millionaire." Evelina couldn't help rolling her eyes once again. Sometimes she wondered if her best friend spent more time reading romance novels than living in the real world. Every situation somehow reminded her of a happily-ever-after, no matter how unrealistic it sounded. "Unfortunately, this is called reality and such things do not happen in the real world. Adrian is exactly who he is... mean and cold-hearted. In fact, we're moving into his house very soon. That's part of the deal." "You mean his mansion?" Ava asked.

The news was everywhere, impossible to ignore, and the images made it even worse, because they showed exactly what I never wanted to see. Alexander and Alliyah had gotten engaged, and not in any simple or quiet way, but in a display so extravagant and excessive that it was meant to be seen, meant to be talked about, meant to leave an impression that could not be forgotten. The proposal itself was nothing short of ridiculous in its scale, with millions of dollars spent as if it were nothing, drones filling the sky in carefully orchestrated patterns while real flowers, roses by the thousands, covered everything in a way that made it look almost unreal, like something designed to provoke envy.

He promised that someday, he would give her the grand, magnificent wedding she deserved—one where she'd receive the world's blessings and never regret their years together. But seven years into their marriage, as they went from startup to IPO, instead of the wedding he promised, she got his infidelity. Fine then. These divorce papers would be her gift to commemorate his affair. She opened her eyes, once beautiful and clear, now containing nothing but ice. She took out her phone, photographed the signed divorce agreement, and sent it to her mother-in-law, Hazel Gray. Three days ago, she had already negotiated terms with Hazel, armed with evidence of George's affair.

The only family that was there for her. “It’s okay.” A hint of bitterness colored her voice. I reached for her hand and squeezed it gently in comfort. “It’s not okay,” I murmured. “But I’m happy I got to spend all day with you.” From all she had told me, her brother always came through. It could be that he was just late. In four years, I had yet to meet the famous, or infamous, brother. Alessandro Russo. Alessio to those closest to him. Untouchable. Ruthless. Corrupt.

A thousand questions from all angles. "How did you meet the billionaire?. Did you seduce him?. Was it worth it to break up his relationship with his girlfriend? Were you paid to do this? Did he marry you because of the baby?. Does he love you?. Why was the wedding a secret?. Did you Snatch him from his well known girlfriend Ellie Angus?. Did he rape you?. Is this all an act? Is this some sort of surrogacy? Did you blackmail him?". The questions were unending. Oliver tries to shield me, but that can't protect me from their questions.

Amelie had said I needed heart surgery, but I knew we couldn’t afford it. I don’t know if Mom and Dad were looking out for us or if fate just decided to reward nice people, but something happened that would change our lives forever. In walked Nathan Michaels like a prince on his trusty steed. Amelie and Nathan had a whirlwind romance, and Nathan just happened to be a billionaire. I had my surgery, and we went from living in a bug-infested apartment to a two-floor penthouse apartment. What was to come next, though, was even more surprising.

She rolled her eyes but picked up the contract. Favian began explaining the terms. “We will be married for exactly one year, you will attend family events and social gatherings, acting as my devoted wife. You will adhere to specific rules to maintain the illusion of a perfect marriage. In return, I'll settle all your debts, pay for Lawrence’s surgery, and provide a generous monthly allowance,” Calantha frowned, her mind racing. “What happens if I break the contract?” Favian smirked. “That depends on how you break it. Let’s just say I have contingencies in place.”

I snickered. "She's the ex-wife of Raphael Alou, the infamous Opera Vocalist. Over there is Mr. Richard Wallenstein, he took over his father's business years ago and is doing well. And as you can see," He extended a hand outwardly "Everybody is either standing next to someone or talking to someone. In short, everybody knows somebody here. Except for you." He turned his face to me. I felt his gaze burning deep into my skin, I turned too. "How can you presume so?" I asked in an almost whisper.

Rhode reasons with me as I open a text from Poppy my best friend. Poppy ������ 'Did I just see you on Francesca Sutton's i***a story again?????' 'OH MY GOD I TOTALLY DID. HOT STUFF!!' 'Okay but srsly can you get me Talia's new perfume it's sold out everywhere I'll love you forevs' 'YOU MET ELLE JONES TOOO? WHAT IS THIS NEW LIFE OF YOURS?!?!!' 'K you're probs drunk. Call me when you can, don't forget me when you're famous. I know I'm pregs but I'm still cool!! Make sure Rhode looks after you. Love you missy ���������'