Bilhonário Novels & Stories

she asked, sounding like a gold digger. “Yes,” Evander replied, tapping on his phone. “I’m adding an extra $1,000 for stressing you and my baby.” Delaney smiled in surprise. “Thanks, baby.” “Sent,” Evander said. He already had her details—he had sent her money several times before. Her phone beeped inside her purse. She glanced at it briefly, then tucked it back. “Received, sir,” she said with a smile. “Please, I don’t want you to get angry. It’s not good for the baby,” he added, glancing at her stomach.

“Do you mean Karen?” I froze. Of course, he already knew. O’Hara had eyes and ears everywhere. There was no point in lying. “Yes,” I said finally. “She bid thirty million. I couldn’t match it.” O’Hara’s lips curved into a humorless smile. “Thirty million,” he mused. “She always did have a flair for the dramatic.” I bit back the urge to ask what he meant. O’Hara’s connections and past were labyrinthine, and asking the wrong question could easily end with me on the outside of his circle—or worse.

Sandra’s POV “What?!” I gasped unbelievably at my father and stumbled backward as the word hit me right in my heart. “You heard him right. You cannot stay here. I cannot bring in my first daughter that the nation knows got married to the popular billionaire, Brian Fenandro. Have you ever thought this through?” My mother's angry voice filled the air as she glared at me in displeasure. “You cannot be a disgrace to me or this family,” She spat out and I gasped.

“How do you even pronounce those figures in words?” “I believe nine zeroes signify billion.” Jessica whistles. “Seven hundred and twenty-six billion. What would you even do with that kind of money?” I shrug. “Invest to get more, I guess.” “One man having that much seems diabolical. Are you sure he isn’t a vampire? How did you meet his son again?”

It says one billion dollars, no big deal. —— Rain's POV I can't believe what I'm seeing! One billion dollars?! Do they really need to slap it infront of my face that I'm super broke?!

Even so, she remained expressionless. “Alright then, when can you get it done?” Juvia gritted her teeth! “Thirty billion dollars deposit!” Mona demanded. The four greatest households had infinite wealth. Fifty billion dollars was nothing to them. Juvia took out a card. Mona snapped her fingers and someone came to check the balance in the card. Juvia frowned “You don’t believe me? Do you think I will cheat you of money?”

"One hundred and forty million. They’re calling you a visionary in the press. Behind closed doors? They’re calling you a liability." ​I didn't look up from the blueprints spread across my desk. I kept my compass steady, marking the perimeter of my new empire. "If you’re here to offer a post-mortem on my financial decisions, Mr. König, you’re late. The check has already cleared."

Meghan's POV. Betrayal is indeed a bitch. This explained why she had no friends and was never found among good and genuine friendships, often a word used when people fell out of friendship with each other. It was a word that was usually associated with equally bad and horrendous words like disloyalty, treachery, and perfidy.

“ I am not giving myself to my boss stop it, maybe he is just generous, or better still, it’s probably from my salary “ I said, she smile gently at me then nodded, before scrooning into the bedroom, obviously to pee. I stare at the computer then my phone, it’s all happening way too fast, maybe too fast, and I can’t digest all at one’s, who’s this man, or maybe a man woman who has so much money to send a mere worker like me $20000 just for clothes and shoe And there is a damn car out here worth thousands if not millions of dollars, I don’t know the sender, my head stings smaking my hands locates it edges immediately as I walk into my r room, for quick ice medications or maybe some drugs that