Billionaire Bed Warmer Novels & Stories

she whispered. I gasped. My throat suddenly felt very dry, not knowing how to respond to the information Natty had just given me. I just stood there, frozen. Apparently, my condition surprised Natty, so she tapped me on the shoulder a little hard. "What's wrong?" "Ah....," I stammered. "No, nothing. I-I just... I was wondering who the richest person was," I continued, ending with an awkward smile. Natty shrugged. "Well, no one ever knows. They were very secretive. The only legendary rumor I know is that they have a child. Whether male or female, it's also a mystery."

The room was stunning—huge, with tall windows that let in the city lights, casting a soft glow over the modern decor. A massive bed sat against the far wall, the bedding crisp and inviting. A sleek desk, a lounge chair near the window, and—oh. A walk-in closet. "Bathroom is through there," Lupe pointed. "Towels, soap, everything stocked. If you need something else, you ask me. Not him. He will just buy something stupidly expensive instead of what you actually need." I huffed a small laugh, running a hand over the soft bedding. "This is… way nicer than I expected." Lupe smiled knowingly. "He may act like a cold bastard, but he is not a bad man."

Faythe Beta Connor said my room is basic and that there isn't much in here but after a full twenty-four hours locked within my own warded space, I am beginning to think this might be luxury. Instead of the stained mattress I have at home, I have a plush memory foam mattress on a beautifully carved wooden bed frame; the four pillows are so fluffy that I’ve had to take two of them off the bed just to get a good night's sleep. The duvet cover is a soft cotton that feels like a feather stroking my skin while I sleep; the soft cream walls have been enchanted so that they change depending on my mood. When I first came in here, they were a deep teal but now they’re a soft sky blue that instantly ma

he brother Brian asked as Tyler returned to the living room. "She couldn't find the disc," he shrugged, grabbing a beer and flopping onto the couch. "No shit. Her room's a fucking mess," Brian muttered, taking a deep swallow of his own drink. Tyler just smiled and took a long drink himself. Upstairs, Tina staggered into her small bathroom. It only had a toilet and sink, but that's all she needed right now. She wiped the cum from her ass and splashed some cold water on her face before returning to her room and falling into bed. Her ass hurt from the double assault of masturbating and then Tyler's visit, but it was the best soreness she had ever felt, and she could hardly wait until it happene

One entire wall is just windows, the windows stretched from the floor all the way up to the ceiling, and through those windows, you could see the city lights of Seattle far away in the distance. The floor was made of polished wood that's so shiny you can almost see your face in it. There's a big cream colour rug under the bed, thick and very soft. His bed is massive. It's called a California King, which means it's even bigger than a regular king-size bed. The headboard—the part you lean against—is covered in expensive cream colour fabric. The bed sheets are tan colour with a navy blue blanket, super soft, but it costs a ridiculous amount of money. Everything is tucked in so tight and neat th

He looked around the bedroom. The room had been enormous. Imported furniture. Handmade curtains. A bed that cost more than some people's homes. He had given Elena comfort. He had given her security. He had given her beautiful things. And somehow, she had been lonely. Adrian remembered a story he'd once heard about a wealthy executive whose wife complained that he was never home. He had bought her a larger house. The complaint continued. So he bought a second home. Then a yacht. Then a private jet.

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.

********** 🎁🎁🎁JASAMINA🎁🎁🎁 I'm so desperate and agitated. My baby, who is the only thing keeping me sane is so sick his body temperature can hit up water. I can't lose my baby. I might as well die! In the motel room, I dropped the portable box on the bed. Luckily, Jaimie has reduced crying. I laid him on the bed, "I will be back, baby." My voice was hoarse from crying. "I just need to run you a bath." I walked to the bathroom and flipped the shower. It wasn't working. I'm not even surprised because it's one of the faults of the cheapest room in a motel.

The man lying in bed—the one with the muscled, glorious body draped in elegant tattoos—the one with the cocky, pulse-quickening smile, the piercing blue eyes, and the hot, panty-meltingly filthy mouth—wasn’t a stranger at all. The man in the mattress was the famous billionaire playboy. The most tabloid-infamous rich bad boy in the elite world. The sort of man her grandmother warned her about. The kind she doesn't want to wake up naked next to. The wicked billionaire with a bad stature as massive as his dick. The one who allegedly owned a legion of bodyguards and was rumoured to have his own brotherhood of gigantic, ex-military, strong and beautiful men and women in entire Europe. The man lyi

Being one of the most sought after bachelors amongst his billionaire peers, Arsin Guilerme was at loss being ignored by a mere woman. For the last 25 years that he knew the woman, he was determined to make her kneel, begging for him, dancing at the palm of his hands. And so when he discovered her secret, as ruthless as he could be, he used it against her and in one snap, his supposed battle for dominance and victory became a chase for lust and slowly turning into love.