Billionaire Brothers Novels & Stories

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

But clearly, why would I pay attention to them when I had a big offer waiting out there for me? They were always a great inconvenience to my life, but well, was there anything better than being a billionaire? Of course not. Whenever the journalists felt the need to attack me with questions, my bouncers were always there to guard me out of their proximity. Soon, we reached my car. I hopped into the backseat, fastened my seat belt. Another good thing about being a billionaire was you never had to talk. Gesturing with the eyes, snapping the fingers, clearing the throat, would do the trick. And right now, a snap of my fingers got my driver to start the car.

"I also heard that she's a very kind woman. My brother's wife said she saved their son and is a nice person. How could he do this to her? The poor woman must be devastated now it has been leaked to the media." "Nonsense!" The other yelled. "Didn't you see the other update this morning? It was pictures of the woman and different men. She's sleeping with all of the Bianchi Brothers! In case you don't know them, they are one of the richest Italian families. Six brothers, she's sleeping with all. And she also dated Vito Marchetti!" I furrowed my brows in confusion. The Bianchi Brothers were my self-proclaimed older brothers and Vito was their cousin. I couldn't think of anyone who they all slept

I stood in front of the imposing house as shivers went through my spine. I didn’t know what I was thinking when I agreed to take the job others discarded because of how impossible it was to bag an interview. The Christophos brothers had been a myth for close to ten years now. They were the richest men in the entire country, yet no one had ever seen them. There had been major debates about their reasons for seclusion. Their family had been existing for centuries, but it wasn’t until ten years ago that a journalist discovered the brothers.

I can't help but stare at the boys while they jubilate. These are the billionaires of Alessio. These two are pals and the sons of a billionaire. They are pals and sons of a billionaire. They are not only wealthy, but also handsome. They dubbed themselves "Alessio billionaires." According to what I've heard, they were originally three. I've heard that the third is now out of the country. The third guy's name is Ethan. One of the reasons I enjoy coming here is that I always have something to feast my eyes on. I do not even have a television at home.

"Well then allow me to set you off in history of the st. Bond's. Long ago, three brothers- "Ruby, please" I tilt my head and she laughs, understanding my move. "I'll just go straight to the point, they're three brothers, who went from being nobody to somebody, well that is what everything thinks, but some people still say Darren knight. Liam's father had helped them build their life into becoming the three blooming brothers everyone knows them as. And now they own some of the biggest companies in the city and beyond the city and literally own the biggest stock shares in companies they're interested in. They're the only ones, the same level with sir Liam when it comes to wealth" Ruby takes a

I forced a smile onto my face as I heard the click of the door lock and the heavy wooden door swung open. Surprise flashed across Caspian's face when he saw me. He was the older brother, and I had researched the three brothers extensively that morning. Aside from their Alpha genealogy, the Ragnar Brothers had made a name for themselves abroad as oil and shipping magnates, with a net worth spanning hundreds of millions of dollars. My eyes had practically widened in astonishment when I read the estimates on Forbes. Those brothers were incredibly wealthy; I wondered what they were doing in this small town, changing employees frequently and reportedly tormenting them into seeking therapy session

We just seem to have a lot in common and even when we fight, we get more closer, that's why he's still my best friend. We separated because of school, but now we both are done with the University, we are both tagged the billionaire sons when we made our first post on social media saying, "Look who is back". Both our parents are billionaires and funny enough, our parents are also close and their companies are tag top 3 in the country. Guess what, they make more billions in seconds and we don't think we can ever go broke not even our generations yet to come can be broke. We went to the shopping mall to pick up somethings together, immediately we arrived and step outside the car, it was like a

~Valerie~ I never thought I would meet the Kosarins, not in person. And definitely not like this. Everyone knew about them. Their names were everywhere. News articles, social media, and magazine covers. The K brothers. Billionaires, celebrities, geniuses. Five impossibly successful men who seemed to dominate every headline in the country. I had admired them from afar for years. Sometimes I even wondered what it would be like to step into their world for a moment. But I never imagined that moment would come in such a strange and uncomfortable way.

Standing under the shower, she recalled the day she threw herself into the arms of Duong Alden, the young heir of an empire that spanned luxury casinos, grand hotels, construction companies, and prestigious hospital chains. Emma knew Alden was a top-tier playboy among the wealthy elite. He loved racing, changed lovers like changing clothes, and was infamous for both his extravagance and ruthlessness. His name commanded both admiration and fear. At first, when she set her ambitious sights on him, Emma thought it would be nearly impossible to catch his eye—let alone manipulate him. But then, a golden opportunity presented itself, as if the heavens had gifted it to her, and she seized it withou