Billion Dollar Harem Novels & Stories

I respond. "I will be back in a minute," he says before walking away. I am left to wonder alone in the huge living room not knowing what to do with myself. I am well aware that Liam is filthy rich, so out of my world, my class. I don't even know what I am doing here or how I even got this far. It started with a small dinner date which turned out to be way beyond what I expected, but this is not the time to think about that. The helicopter ride, the meal, the speed boat, it was all amazing. I want to have a great night tonight. I should be alone because this is making me think too much. I get up and start to retrace the way Liam went so as to find him.

The soft glow of the lamps cast a warm light throughout the house, and Katherina felt herself relax and breathe a little easier. Katherina noticed that Harrison had taken the time to make the house feel extra special. There were scented candles burning in the living room, filling the air with a sweet, floral scent. And in the center of the coffee table sat a vase of beautiful, red roses. Katherina was lost in the beauty of the roses, when she noticed Harrison reaching into his pocket. He withdrew his hand, revealing a small, black box. Her heart started racing as she realized what it was. Harrison knelt down on one knee, opening the box to reveal a beautiful, sparkling diamond ring. The ring

Nothing as complicated as marriage yet, I just wanted to introduce her to my world. One day, she stormed into my suite with anger and betrayal clearly etched on her face. She was holding a magazine that had both our faces on it. It read, "Billionaire heir of the Martinez empire seen with Polish local. Looks like even Polish girls aren't immune to the beautiful art of gold-digging."

Love rather than Leverage "Well, that's certainly a headline," Darren whistled, tossing the magazine onto the penthouse coffee table. *'From Contract to Covenant: The Vanderbilt Love Story That Reshaped an Empire'* blazed across the cover, accompanied by the now-iconic photo of Lucas and Sophia with the twins in the morning light. "The stock's up twelve percent," Susan reported, not looking up from her tablet. At three months old, Cat was dozing in her arms while she worked, a common sight these days. "And the wedding planning inquiries have tripled."

Greg shouted. “$700 million!” came another voice. “$850 million!” “$1 billion!” said the Alpha licking my lips. He was infamous and was aggressively harsh on bed. He's rumored to buy women for sexual benefits and hundreds of Lunas have died in his bed. Was he going to be the one to purchase me? I shook my head violently. “$1 billion going once… going twice…” “$10 BILLION!” A voice Echoed from behind. The room froze. All heads turned.

I instantly straightened up, feeling a blush creep up my neck. How audacious of me! Minutes later, I found myself in an estate that was legendary in the city. COMBS REGENCY I froze, trying to process the sheer magnitude of it all. Good heavens! I knew Xavier was wealthy, but was he really from *the* famous Combs family? I turned to stare at him again, but he just looked at me with an unnerving calm.

How lucky was I to have a billionaire husband, even if our relationship wasn’t perfect? The look on her face, Serena’s shocked, bitter expression when she realized I was no longer the shabby beggar she wanted me to be, was priceless. I could still see her eyes narrowing, her fake smile trembling as she searched for a way to drag me down again. She couldn’t stand seeing me clean, dressed neatly, and living well. So, of course, she brought up the debt. I sighed, brushing away the crumbs on my hand. How did we even get here? One moment we were like sisters, inseparable and the next, she had turned into my sworn enemy. Was I cursed to always end up alone?

I go on, standing tall even as my heart thunders. “You married me. You paraded me in front of your family. So whether Elise likes it or not, I will be at that gala. As your wife.” His silence is loud, and for a second I wonder if I’ve pushed too far but then he chuckles in surprise. “ This necklace is worth millions of dollars. Other women are dying to get something like this and you're telling me…” “ I'm not like other women”, I cut his words off. “I'm Lila”.

"You know? Since when?" "Since last night. I saw an article, confronted him, and he admitted everything." I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache building behind my eyes. "He's been lying to me since the day we met, Claire. He let me believe he was just an ordinary businessman with an apartment he could afford." "That apartment is a penthouse worth at least fifteen million," Claire said quietly. "I looked it up. The entire building is owned by Zane Enterprises." Fifteen million. The number was so absurd I almost laughed.

Dark red liquid flowed down the carved crystal steps and reflected the light from the low chandelier. "The woman who is drowning in jewels over there is Irene Hillsborough," Henri went on, giving a slight nod in the direction of a sharp-featured matriarch. "She has the largest collection of Impressionist art in the United States. She comes from old money and is impeccably polite." "Very snotty?" Elizabeth said in a low voice as the woman raised her head, glanced coldly and dismissively at Elizabeth's dress and then turned away immediately. Henri's eyes shone with appreciation. He smiled at her and rubbed the back of her hand, which was lying against his sleeve. "How perceptive you are."