Bilhonário Novels & Stories

"If I were to become so poor and it comes to a point where I really need money, I think I'll choose to lend some money to my parents or friends. Or maybe I can apply to different jobs. I don't think I will come to a point where I would sell my body just for money. I-I mean, no offense Amber, but it's just for me. I will never do that. I will never throw my dignity for money," Hannah said while looking at Amber who has been trying her best to stay where she was sitting.

Damian was known for being a shrewd businessman who never did anything without an ulterior motive. Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Damian spoke again. "There is one thing I would like in return, Scarlett," he muttered. Scarlett listened as Damian made his offer, a generous one at that, but she couldn't help but feel that there was something about him. As much as she appreciated his offer, she couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something. Damian had always been known for his shrewd business skills and it was common knowledge that he never did anything without an ulterior motive. Scarlett couldn't help but wonder what he expected in return for his kindness.

With that, the call ended, and Alexander felt a sense of relief knowing that Sebastian was going to be rescued. Alexander's phone suddenly rang, and he glanced at the caller ID, only to see Caleb's name flashing on the screen. He hesitated for a moment before answering the call. As soon as he picked up, he couldn't help but shout, "Bring my son back! Where is Sebastian?" Caleb just chuckled on the other end of the line and replied, "If you want your son back, you'll have to send me 50 billion dollars within the next two hours. If you fail to do so, I'll kill Sebastian and disappear."

“I know why you married me.” Ava frowned. “What are you talking about?” Ethan let out a cold, humorless laugh. “Let’s not pretend, Ava.” Her stomach twisted. “You married me for my money,” he said bluntly. The words hit harder than anything else. “You saw a billionaire, and you took your chance.” Ava stared at him, stunned. “What…?” “I was just a means to an end,” he continued. “A way out. A way up.” “That’s not true—”

"Calling the cops won't help. My wife has serious connections. I want 200 thousand dollars right now. Call your family and sell your house. If you make me mad, I'll ruin you!" He was being completely unreasonable. He caused the accident, but he kept shouting like the victim. A crowd quickly gathered around us. Someone gasped. "I've seen that car on TV. Only 50 exist worldwide, and it's worth ten million dollars! That's a real billionaire's ride." Another person shook his head. "That guy driving the cheap electric car is finished. He'll lose everything paying for this." Someone else sighed sympathetically. "People who can afford cars like that have unimaginable power. Even if they're wrong, t

In the vast living room, Leonard sat on a sleek black leather couch, one leg crossed over the other, a glass of whiskey in his hand despite the early hour. His white shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, revealing a hint of his toned chest, and a black Rolex gleamed around his wrist. Across from him, a middle aged man sat at the edge of his seat, his face tight with anxiety, while two massive bodyguards stood behind him, their expressions blank. “Leonard, I promise I’ll pay the debt soon. I just need more time.” Leonard raised an eyebrow, swirling the amber liquid in his glass before taking a slow sip.

“ Can someone even count up to three hundred billion ? “ said Ayla in a daze . When hearing her , Aron started to laugh till his stomach hurt . “ Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha !!! You are so funny . I am glad that you are at least funny . “ said Aron laughing . “ Hey……you have three hundred billions dollars net worth . How about giving me one billion . It wouldn’t cost you anything . “ said Ayla with a serious thought . “ Maybe ! “ said Aron . “ I am kidding but still you guys have a pretty scary amount of fortune . No wonder madam Dahlia is determined to get you two on the right track and make you excel in your studies . “ said Ayla .

I need to see his face when I tell him. I call Cindy and she squeals with delight. Then I call my nan. Granddad picks up the phone and I break the news to him. “I didn’t hear it right, Love. What did you say?” I grin happily. “No, Granddad, you heard right.” “Three hundred thousand pounds?” “No, three hundred and fifty thousand pounds,” I correct cheekily. “Pull the other one, little monkey,” he says with a laugh “I swear I’m not joking, Granddad.”