Between The Sheets With Mr Billionaire Novels & Stories

“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.”

He paused and took a deep breath, looking at me with all his heart in his eyes. “I am Gabriel Sterling Lilian,” he said clearly and proudly. “I am the owner of the biggest companies in the country, the head of the Sterling Group, and one of the most powerful and wealthy men in the whole nation. I have more money, more power, and more influence than anyone you can imagine. And all of this… everything I have… I want to share it with you. Because you are my wife, the woman I love more than anything else in this world.”

a He calmly stretched out his hand and was now holding the little boy in his arms who immediately slapped him on the cheek. The assistant could only purse his lips, confused as to what he had done to anger the little boy, that warranted him slapping him. "Good, now leave," The billionaire said coldly, now disgusted by the sight of the woman still standing before him. The woman bowed and immediately scurried away, hugging the cheque to her body like she had won a lottery. Those who didn't know better would believe she won they cheque fair and square not knowing she had sold out a baby to get the cheque.

If she can't leave him, he can and she would do it. ******************** Sitting by the side of a pool and being attended to by half-naked ladies, an old man in a red robe was been fed with grapes and some of the ladies either massaged him or sat at his feet, laughing at the jokes he would make often now and then. He was the all ruthless and powerful billionaire. Mr. Brian seemed happy as he just lay on the chair, with guards around. He had a small pot belly and a few white strands of hair on his head. His face had few to no wrinkles and he had blue eyes. His lips were thin and pale.

She noticed people staring at her and some of them were whispering stuff to each other but she chose to ignore them. Well who was to blame when the wife of a Well known billionaire was doing her own grocery shopping. Something she had to convince Damian to let her do. He had insisted she ordered everything and have it delivered but after a lot of persuasion from her side he decided to let her go. After paying for everything, Maya walked out with a two bags full of grocery and she told outside patiently waiting for a cab.

"I wonder how far down that blush goes." "Mr. Knight!" I protested weakly, earning a chuckle against my skin. "So shy," he teased. "Even after everything we've done. I love it." His hands roamed possessively over my body as he continued his assault on my neck, and I found myself melting into his touch despite my earlier reservations. The city spread beneath us like a glittering carpet, oblivious to our private moments high above. It was also oblivious to the true nature of our relationship—a carefully crafted arrangement between a billionaire and his assistant.

I replied, as I held my lap with my shivering hands, trying to be composed. “Mr Nathan explained everything to me and I told him I would give forty million dollars to understand a condition,” he said, licking his lower lips. “y.. Yes sir, he told me,” I stammered. “Well, it's nothing much, it's something you can afford,” he said as he slightly shifted to me, leaving just a little space between us. My eyes widened as I shifted away a bit, forcing myself to be composed. “I just want to have sex with you, that's all,” he whispered. I froze, trying to process what he had just said to me.

"True excellence requires dedicated practice." The Shanghai sunrise continued painting golden patterns across our rooftop sanctuary as Nathan proceeded to demonstrate exactly why he was considered Asia's most dangerously seductive billionaire. Each caress, each heated glance, each moment of perfect understanding between us reinforced what we'd known since our paths first crossed - that our connection transcended ordinary definitions of power and passion.

“Roxy, I’m working.” “But look at him. One glance, it takes two seconds.” I sigh, then look over my computer. When the big boss turns, I’m surprised. The boss of this company saw me naked a month ago, even he fucked me well! shame! I sit down and I continue my work, forgetting that there is in the same open space as me. Roll on tonight’s meal so that I can tell Estelle everything. Damn, when she gets to know that, she’ll be surprised. Finally, I focus on my file, I really want to forget about this meeting.

"Yes, but I had Donna on my side, she found previous girlfriends, and spoke to her previous bosses, between that, and what my lawyer pulled out of her, it was settled out of court." "You paid her." "Yes." "Why?" "I have money, I did pay more attention to my writing than her, so I figured I did owe her." "That's bullshit," Addie said. "Maybe, and Donna would agree with you, but I felt better for it." She opened one eye to look at Addie. "You?" "Me what?" Addie tried to avoid the question. "Why are you single?" Blake asked. "Or is it the whole water hole incident, did it scar you for life?"