Billionaire Beach Novels & Stories

Or avoiding me? I shoved the ideas away. He wasn't my boyfriend. I shouldn’t care much about his personal life. The driver took a private road up to the front of a gigantic glass beach house. people buzzed around with cameras, props, and equipment blowing in the ocean breeze. "This is crazy," Kayla breathed. "He owns this?" "Looks like a Vogue cover story is going down here," Britney muttered in amazement. We stepped out of the car still gawking at the surroundings, and before we could wander off, a guy in black polo shirt approached us with a headset around his neck.

Knowing this, Nevaeh has impressed me on different levels. I knew that Mason Miller had a second daughter who I seriously thought would be like her older sister. Her older sister was a well-known model, but she was also known in the business industry as somehow who was cunning and manipulative. She has been seen with plenty of business bachelors which were new faces in the business industry. However, the very confusing thing was that after a couple of months the new faced bachelors suddenly became bankrupt overnight and she dumped them and moved onto her next prey as nothing had happened.

Just some of them are different. Home sweet home. I wish Hassan was there with me, it would have been perfect. I sat down on my bed and removed my stiletto heels. My leg were already aching badly. I rang the bell beside my nightstand and a maid walk in. "Run me a ice bath." I told her. "Right away, your excellency." She replies. I've told them not to address me as such, I'm Emma Adams, still Emma. An hour later I was through with my ice bath, it makes me feel refreshing and super good.

“Okay, Jerry. Got it.” I knew that Jerry was right. My nerves were all over the place as I went to the billionaire’s pool. I tried not to spill anything because everything needed to be perfect. When I got there, the man was lounging on the cushioned wooden chair by the pool. His eyes were closed as he basked in the warmth of the sun. I stared at his toned muscular body longer than I should have before remembering what had brought me there. There was an umbrella near the pool that provided shade. I set the food on the table under it. I was about to go and speak to him when he opened his eyes and sat down.

"Father, are you alright? That Brenda guy is most likely just a swindler—" "Swindler?!" Adams sneered, waved his hand, and gestured for the butler to present something to them. On a beautifully enameled tray lay two very conspicuous items. A check and a property deed. The butler held the tray and walked past Bennett's family, showing them the contents. The number on the check was staggering, and the property deed, when fully unfolded, took up four pages of paper. "A check for One billion US dollars, and this... this estate deed that occupies an area equivalent to half of Quinsas Beach? Father, what's this all about?"

“Sudden Billionaire Heiress After Divorce! Hahaha! I remember it. Don’t you see! Let me tell you what happened in the story because I want to do everything the MC did in that book hahaha!” “So, a beautiful billionaire was a woman. A very wealthy woman who had no man yet. She bought a yacht for herself, she bought five more mansions in New York and Texas. She went to the moon to celebrate her birthday and even lived in a resort underneath the sea level for a week just with the fishes. Ahahah. I want to live it all,” Tyler sounded. *Scoff* As drunk as he was, each person he spoke to counted his words as gibberish and just took their shot of drink, walking away from his presence.

Damien said, lifting a finger, “but the beach I’m talking about? It’s very exclusive. Very high-end. Only the wealthiest people can afford to go.” I laughed, shaking my head. “Well, it is.” “But it also has a private lagoon, a floating bar, and sunsets straight out of a dream,” he said with an almost melodramatic sigh. I raised a brow. “Are you saying this is a real place, or is it just your idea of heaven after too much courtroom drudgery?” “Both,” he said with a wink. “So,” I said, arms akimbo. “When do we leave? Now?”

"Not because of us, though I see where your naughty little mind is headed." I laughed. "Then why would it be loud?" "It's the beach down from LA. There are a million people there, waiting to see a movie star or run into a songwriter or singer. It's crazy over there." "There's got to be a quiet part of the beach that's private." "Oh course there is, but it's fucking insane expensive." He leaned down and kissed the tip of my nose. "Come on. Let's get over to this party." "Alright." I pulled out of his hold and yelped as he popped me in the butt. "You're going to get payback for that, Mister."

I was going to be here alone when Xavier started talking about business and Susie wasn't even here. I frowned when his arms wrapped around me. "You'll do great, Hailey." I nodded and gave him a small smile as we stepped out of the car, what I saw took my breath away. The house was a huge mansion with amazing decorations and a beautiful ice sculpture of a dolphin. Everywhere was beautiful and in order. "Come on." I took his hands and entered the house where we were greeted and welcomed by the butler. The house was full of people and the decorations were beautiful. I looked around at the number of glamorous ladies who were draped around other men dressed in a black tuxedo and sent an inward th

I ask. "It's nothing." She lies once again. "Nina!" I say raising my voice a little. "Okay. Okay fine. Here." She says and hands me her phone. A website was open and so was a article. It read: New couple alert? Supermodel Sarah Jones was seen spending time with American Billionaire Karter Allan. The two were photographed at a fancy dinner and then seen leaving a club giggling and chatting. We all think they looked super cute and have amazing chemistry. Don't you think?