Billion Dollar Mansion Novels & Stories

One name kept appearing: Mine. I stared at the documents in disbelief. "This can't be right." Sophia grabbed one of the papers and her mouth fell open. "Evelyn." She looked horrified. "This mansion belongs to you." It was a luxury estate with a lake, lots of land, guest houses and its own security facilities. The property was not just expensive. It was absurdly expensive. My breath caught when I saw the valuation report. Then fifteen million dollars. The room was silent for a moment.

Lucas walked toward the private elevator. The doors opened automatically. Before entering, he looked back at the residence. Three billion dollars. The highest property in Hilton Estate. Completely renovated. Completely private. And completely controlled by the man the world knew only as Milord. The doors closed. Lucas smiled. The Morgan fortune was gone. But his new life was only beginning.

Shane yanks the book off from Shyra's lap and put it down on the coffee table. She looks at him in shock not knkwing what to do, "Okay, I want you to fully understand where I'm coming from with this" Shane starts, and my mind goes blank at what he says next. "Father invited us over to his mansion at Highbury, England" He starts, patiently looking at her and observing her reaction. "Hun, haven't I already had enough?" Shyra trails off, the words coming out easily. "Your father denied all of

“Outside the city? Abandoned storehouse? What is she doing there for God’s sake?” A call immediately came in as I was speaking to Santiago. “Who is this?” “You want to see your wife alive? That would cost you thirty billion dollars.” “Who do you think I am? Mr beast? What made you think I have that kind fucking of money?” “Ohh, don’t play dumb Mr Vandercage, we both know you have enough to take care of your wife, with that little amount gone, you wouldn’t even notice it.” “Don’t hurt my wife. You don’t know who you’re messing with.”

Danielle's POV " Welcome to my home, that is now yours as well," Marcus announced with not-so-well-hidden irony, right after the taxi driver helped me transfer him back to his wheelchair. " It is beautiful," I replied politely. This house was far from beautiful, but I did not want to hurt his feelings. It was an old cottage house that needed some serious repairs. The paint was peeling off the walls, and the back and front yards looked more like a jungle, from what I have noticed.

“Thirty… days? ” “Yes.” “Why me? ” “That”, he said, lowering his voice, “is what I’m trying to figure out.” The room felt too warm. Or maybe that was just me melting. He extended his hand. “So, Miss Brooks. Do you accept the offer? ” I stared at his hand. His eyes. The city is behind him. My mind was just about my empty wallet. Thirty days with a billionaire. What could possibly go wrong? “I…” My voice wobbled.

Well I don't apologise so I just continued on my way when I heard her yell "Jerk" I stopped on my tracks to give her a fitting reply but, luckily for her she already left the building. I went into the conference room. I should introduce myself. I'm Adrain Ivan Stone, the youngest and most successful multi billionaire. The media portray he as a ruthless, selfish and dangerous man but guess what, they are right. I am the second richest man after the president in NYC, you can call me corky or obnoxious but ladies fall at my feet, they treasure the floor I walk on. Well, I can't blame them, with my 6 ft 4 height, and a face like mine even I will fall for myself but I don't care about that. I was

I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

He chuckles. Few minutes later, we pull up at the mansion and it feels like forever since I've been here. Since it's bright outside, I take note of everything outside and the structure of the mansion. The gates opens and Quill drives in as I stare at the building before me. I really can't describe it but I'm certain this house alone cost more than a hundred million dollars. Men on Black scatter around the outside and they're mostly armed.