Between The Sheets With Mr Billionaire Novels & Stories

She wanted to cry for help from him but what would she expect from an arrogant cold jerk? “See you later, sweetheart.” Mr. Clinton’s words and his pervert expression flashed across her mind again. Nervous and panic were synchronizing at each other. She wanted to run away from the venue but she couldn’t. She was caught in a big dilemma. What if Bill would sell her to him? She didn’t know how a billionaire’s mind works. What if selling a human was part of a billionaires’ game? She couldn’t help but release a deep sigh as she shook her head to calm herself down.

Ashton spoke when Billina and Capo changed impassive looks then saw the face of the sleepy man who was continuously yawning. "Ashton, my love. Why don't you go to sleep?" the billionaire beauty said with a smile on her face. "Okay..." he with shrugging the shoulders, walked away. "Capo, I want the bloody footage of what happened last night..." she said in annoyance. 'Of course, give me some time," he showed curtsy to the billionaire beauty and walked away. Billina stood there alone, her mind racing with different equations. Now, who is her new enemy?

"But right now... I need the CEO to clock out." He smoothly stripped the white jacket off her shoulders, letting it pool on the floor forgotten. His hands mapped the delicate, shivering curves of her body through her thin silk camisole. Everywhere his hot palms touched, her skin felt like it was catching fire. He carried her to the massive king sized bed, following her down onto the soft mattress. The silver afternoon light spilled across his heavily scarred chest as he stripped off his own shirt, revealing the lethal, breathtaking power of the billionaire who had just surrendered his entire empire to her.

the journalist would say, and move onto another billionaire. I was happy the kissing stunt was working out, and Brian enjoyed it. Gradually, we unfolded to the end of the successor’s summits and my bubbles of joy were full until, Brian left my grip for a thick-looking billionaire who was standing by the corner. He pounced on his prey and started biting the billionaire all over his body. “Brian! Brian! Brian!” I shouted and went after him. But then a pandemonium had been stirred. Billionaires ran away out of fear of the unknown.

But instead I got the opposite reaction. I could not believe it as she broke into laughter. What was so funny? This woman was confusing me. If I had done this on any girl they would have swooned and already be hooked. Maybe she did not know I was a billionaire. ‘’I can’t believe Mr Nathan Curtis Silverman the billionaire is actually trying to hit on his doctor. But then again I should have expected that since your one of the most famous women players always featured with different women on your arm by magazines.’’ She then said more suprising me that she did know who i was.

Sophia's POV This must be one of his girlfriends—another woman he might try to make his sex partner. She’s a model type, with long legs and a curvy shape. I have long legs too, and I’m curvy, but her outfit is on another level. It reminds me how I’ve been neglecting the perks of being married to a billionaire. Her jewelry is from one of New York’s top stores, and that handbag? Definitely a designer piece. I had completely forgotten about Liam until he cleared his throat, pulling my attention back to him. I was surprised to see him, but not as shocked as seeing him with yet another woman.

She pointed at herself. He nodded again. "But you know what? This boss is way too generous I guess, cause he rescheduled the meeting for me. And I do not think that every billionaire could do that." He was also agreeing with her as he took in what she was saying with a slight frown. "And you know who this billionaire owner is?" She asked him and he raised his eyebrows at her. "Mr. Callix Russells of the R Industry." She gushed out while his eyes went big as saucers.

Placing my head firmly on his chest, I whispered out silently that I doubted that he ever heard me, but when I had made up my mind to speak again and parted my lips apart, he had already drifted off and his bright beautiful eyes were already closed shut as well. "And later he would say that am the tired one..." Parting my lips apart, I mumbled out with the thought fading away from my head, before feeling my eyes becoming heavy minutes later. "I love you Mr billionaire" Parting my lips apart once last time with blushing redness decorated on my face and a grin on my lips, I whispered out to him even though he couldn't hear me, before I finally drifted off as well, but when the morning finally

him. When I pushed open the door to our room, full drama, Sheena was lounging on the sofa, hair re-curled, makeup fresh. Winona sat cross-legged, rolling her hair up like she was prepping for a photo shoot. The second I stepped in, Sheena let out a low whistle. "Look who’s back from the king’s tower." I tossed my purse on the bed and dropped down with a heavy thud. "Don’t start." Sheena narrowed her eyes. "Just saying. Most girls don’t come back from a billionaire’s bedroom still able to walk straight."

“At twenty-seven, I didn’t know I loved cars to the point of creating mine. Electric cars. It never happens overnight, baby.” She slaps my chest. “I’m twenty-eight.” I am the first one to snicker, she giggles and I laugh harder. She will be twenty-eight in December so I am not wrong. “But you were already a billionaire at that age.” My reply takes a while to come. Words swirl in my head until I am certain I will be saying the right thing. It’s not jealousy, there’s no trace of that in her voice. Maybe longing and misplaced admiration. “You are a billionaire too.” A shiver runs through me as her teeth graze my nipple. “My money is your money.”