Billion Dollar Harem Novels & Stories

I remember the exact weight of the phone against the wood, the small click of it landing, the way Daniel did not sit down afterward, as if he already knew I would need him standing in case I decided to throw something across the room. STERLING HEIRESS HIDING SECRET AT BURNED THEATER. That was the line. Not Elena's name, not yet, just heiress, as if marrying me had erased the last twenty six years of her being someone else entirely, someone who had drawn plans by lamplight and fought for a firm no one else believed in. I read it twice and felt something in my chest go very quiet and very cold, the way it used to go quiet right before I had to identify which parts of my life were still standin

She said as he kissed her and fingered her at the same time, making her run wild. "Like you want me to do every single thing with you." He said. "I do." She said, holding unto him. "Then be a good girl and say my name." He said in a Husky voice. "Adrian, please....." She moaned as she dug deeper her into his hair. "That's my billion dollar girl." He kissed her jaw some more, exposing purple marks that he marked as his territory. He finger fucked her till she orgasmed all over his fingers.

8 billion L Dollars. This price had almost doubled. Maximus’ heart was blossoming. ‘18.8 billion! ‘A further increase would make it reach 20 billion. ‘How should I spend the money? ‘I’ll first buy a few houses in the main city, and then I’ll find some beautiful women to serve me. ‘I’ll have a different one every day so I can enjoy a new house and a new woman every day. ‘Wouldn't that be the most amazing life ever?’

Oh, for the love of God. I sink into my seat, trying to hide my face because it could fall off from embarrassment, and Danna frowns. "I invited that handsome, billionaire man for coffee, who also paid for my taxi home and defended me from my abusive boss..." And he touched my chin with delicate hands. Oh, what am I thinking? And I sink further into my seat, and my lower lip trembles. A miserable coffee, and now he turns out to be my teacher and a billionaire CEO.

He has a modern harem composed of a dozen women leaving in condominiums. Five years ago, he dismissed them all, but due to his longing for the only one he truly loves. He let Percy and Madame Hussein groom new set of bimbos for him. He bought six willing and beautiful Eurasian virgins resembling to Sarah, but none of them could replace her in his heart, and the warmth on bed she could bring to him. Then another four supermodels who serve as his partners in the different events he goes to, and two starlets who would entertain him and his business partners casually.

The Billionaire Cheated Bride (Broken series book 2) by Diana Wolfe Elizabeth T. Sharma, a bastard of the rich and famous but bankrupt Carrington family was left with no other option but to marry one of the most wealthiest bachelor in America to save her late mother's foundation. She would never in a millions years imagine that her so called enemy turn fiancé would be a gorgeous mix blood with chiselled Greek feature and dimples to die for. Too bad his personality sucks.

“Two billion dollars.” Her brain stuttered. “Two billion.” “It protects both of us. Ensures we keep this professional. Business only.” Two billion dollars. An impossible sum. A sum that would destroy her but barely dent his fortune. “That’s not equal,” she said. “I could never pay that.” “Then don’t breach the contract.” His voice was calm. “Neither of us will. That’s the point.” She should walk away. Should tell him this was insane, that penalty clauses on feelings were dystopian and controlling and wrong.

I stood, already dismissing the conversation. And his voice stopped me. “Four hundred billion dollars.” He leaned forward. “I’ll give you four hundred billion dollars if you find him. And if you do it in two days, I’ll transfer fifty percent of my assets to you.” “I have all the money I need Vladimir. What makes your four hundred billion so different?” Vladimir’s grin widened. “My assets, Hilton. My assets make it all different.” Liam was silent beside me, waiting. “And you have a photo of this man?” I asked, taking over yet another desperate man's company was interesting.

Hai Rin immediately shot her husband with a look, 'Dowry? Richard leans over to his wife and whispers. "10 billion dollars that I give it to you." "Oh…" Hai Rin finally understands and nods. "How much, mommy?" Aurora asks. "10 billion dollars." Aurora and Kinslee blink their eyes a few times before Aurora stammeringly said, "Te-Ten billion?" "Yes, honey... you heard it right."

Julian adds, “Exactly! Plus—look at you. It was a such a good call to make you wear one of the dresses right now. You look edible for real.” I sigh. “But it cost a lot!” “He’s a billionaire,” Lila deadpans. “You barely spent a crumb of his money.” “A crumb of 1.7 million dollars!” I squeak. Harper clears her throat. “Um… he’s walking in.” I freeze. Literally. *...*...*...*...*... Damien's POV The moment the automatic doors of the boutique slid open, I saw my wife at the back of the store.