Billionaire Bachelor Novels & Stories

If I let myself feel even a fraction of what Natty was talking about, the whole facade would crumble. ​I stood up to leave, but as I walked toward the door, a man entered the store. He wasn't like the typical wealthy patrons. He was younger, perhaps in his early thirties, with a rugged, unstudied elegance. He wore a simple dark coat and had the kind of eyes that looked like they’d seen too much. ​"Can I help you, sir?" Natty asked, stepping back into her professional role. ​The man didn't look at Natty. He kept his eyes on me. "I was looking for the owner. I heard the Smith heiress was making waves in the retail sector. I didn't realize she’d be doing it in person."

Acuriouscat: “I know that what I am about to ask is not related to this post, but, why is our prince Xavier still called The zillionaire bachelor? Isn't he already married to chairman Vanessa? And why do people call him a Zillionaire? As far as I am concerned, I don't remember him having any company of his own. In addition, I heard that he has an important position in the T&N company. But I doubt that the T&N company made him a Zillionaire” User 234: “@Acuriouscat, you're right. We shouldn't call our prince Xavier a bachelor anymore. As for your other question, there was once a day when someone saw our handsome prince coming out of the 1st ranked company and took a picture of him. They belie

“As if.” “The Damien Hardy?” The audience whispered among themselves. Emily stood there, exposed beneath the lights, clutching the card as the truth settled in. Damien William Hardy. The most eligible bachelor in the country. Billionaire heir. Untouchable. What would a man like that want with a leftover woman?

A small opening appears high above, between the glass counters. I watch, fascinated as the opening produces a smaller than usual, iPad looking television. Okay, cool! Damon deftly swipes through the remote until he gets to a channel currently streaming entertainment news. The flawless, blonde lady on the screen smiles at the camera as she divulges tidbits of whatever is happening in the lives of celebrities around the world. Where the hell is Mason? "...and in other, very exciting news, New York billionaire and seven time winner of most eligible bachelor, Mason Lachlan, is rumoured to be in some sort of love triangle…"

She firstly took off the dress and wore some cozy tracksuit. Walked to the Living room to watch tv. “Edgardo Di Costa, the billionaire Bachelor, has been spotted with busty blonde businesspartner, Mary Bradshaw.” Leilani stood in front of the Tv for a moment, angry engulfing her in great, greedy waves. What else was there to do? “Oh you're back, Have you—” when Vincenzo walked in Leilani quickly switched of the tv. “Huh?” She acted as if things were normal. He gave a reassurance look. “What's on Tv?”

David Cruz is the youngest billionaire bachelor in their generation. David owned different businesses, such as a five-star hotel and restaurant, one of the most famous malls in the country, and a law firm. At a young age, David managed to build his own empire, making him the most influential and popular bachelor.

The next day, Ashley woke up as she took her phone. She went through it as a notification came in. Ashley saw the news about her. Immediately she sprang up from the bed, and switched on the TV, and the news about her appeared on the screen. VALENCIA'S ELDEST DAUGHTER IS DATING THE MOST ELIGIBLE BACHELOR IN US, LIAM ABBOT VALENCIA ADMIT THEIR DAUGHTER HAD BEEN IN A SECRET RELATIONSHIP WITH HIM FOR A YEAR, AND SHE'S ENGAGED TO HIM WITH A PLAN TO GET MARRIED

The silly brunette bragged, and Reena’s eyes widened. “But you are all married.” Reena deadpanned. The rings adorning their fingers were too gaudy to not be noticed, almost as if they were in a competition to see who could get the biggest rock. And only the raven haired woman had the decency to look ashamed, the remaining four gave sly little giggles that ticked at something deep inside her. “You don’t get it, do you? I mean look at him!” The brunette pointed at Caelan with a sigh, and her doppelgangers sighed together with longing. But Reena could not help another scoff.

He said, carefully choosing his words so as not to anger Jake any more. "Go through the papers yourself, you dimwit!" Jake shouted. Terry proceeded to open the papers and as he kept flipping the pages, he saw what he felt Jake was referring to in a corner of the paper and it was not boldly written, so anyone would have passed it without noticing. Terry then read it out to Jake's hearing, "Billionaire Sorin Zaveri ties the knot with Andrea Miles in a quiet secret wedding." "The wedding only had a few family members from both families in attendance. This has raised some questions in the mouths of people who heard about it and they wonder, is this just a wedding or a business arrangement?"

Wiping his hands, he abandoned the cooking and walked over to the television to join the curious crowd. The clip ended and the camera focused on one of the women, a blonde in her 40s with a perfect, sharp bob and a symmetrical face that looked like a surgeon had crafted it. “Boston’s most eligible bachelor just got a whole lot more eligible! 1.1 billion times more eligible, in fact.” The guys laughed and shot him looks. His legs went numb. Oh, fuck. He tried to turn away and walk but he couldn’t, rooted by horror. Mike had been right. Oh, how Mike had been right and oh holy fuck how he wished Mike had been wrong.