Billionaire Ceo's Obsession Novels & Stories

“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.” I stare at him, shocked. “You seem surprised. Why?” “That you so casually admit to immoral and illegal practices.” “All billionaires are ugly human beings, Star. When you see a billionaire receiving an award, or being applauded for his admirable philanthropy, don’t be fooled. His efforts have nothing to do with charity. Billionaires are hungry people. Always wanting more and more. But after one becomes a billionaire there’s only ultimate power and

Only the clatter of cutlery and the soft hum of the AC can be heard. “My friends and I are organizing a charity gala tonight, and I want you both to attend,” he says, pointing his index finger at the two of us seated at the table. “I think it’s time to let my friends and associates know the Davidson future is safe, and worth their money if they invest in us.” My heart flutters. My chest tightens. I’ve never been to these kinds of things before. I don’t fit into the billionaire world. Not only that, but I’ve always been a contented girl. If not for my father’s insatiable quest for wealth, maybe I’d be on a vacation right now—right next to Barry.

But if she pays too much attention to them it’ll be biased towards other brands under their company. “Being the CEO is really hard” People might refer Andrea as the president or vice president of the company. Her real position which her grandfather let her have is the CEO of the company since someone more capable is already in that position. His grandfather is still the president of the company but the real vice president is currently abroad on official business but the position on her nameplate is CEO of the company which had always been vacant since her grandfather wanted her to take on the position one day. ****

The woman went through a lot, but she fought her way though. The story was supposed to comfort Amanda, but she broke down again. Her parents were gone, Fred was dead, Beatrix was dead, ironically. Colton turned out to be a the monster. Everything was just too hard for her to control. Amanda was the CEO of the Billion dollar company which would now be fully hers. She had all the money in the world. She was extremely beautiful, yet, it was like all these things never really mattered.

Roll your eyes" I can always replace lunch at dinner time. And regarding work, you know I can't leave it, how would I pay for the house? Now it's my turn to roll my eyes. This is a town where, even as a homeowner, you have to pay a monthly fee for always living here. Go town. Wow boss. The whole town is run by one person: the boss of the Russian mafia, or as many call it: The Boos. Few people have seen his face, few people know where he is, and few people know exactly what he does. I don't know what he does with all the money from the townspeople, since being so filthy rich I highly doubt he needs it. But hey, it's not like I'm going to ask. I've told you a thousand times that... "And I have

He said. "You want to buy a new one, that fast?" I asked, looking surprised. I remembered when my Dad was still alive, our TV got faulty, and it like weeks before my Dad was able to repair it, but Mavis, it's not even up to twenty four hours his TV got smashed to the ground, and he is already ordering another TV, which might cost thousands of dollars. "Money isn't my problem, Denise" He said, and that's when I remembered that I am married to a billionaire, who is the CEO of one the most popular food companies in America.

If only they knew what he said to her. “Listen, I know I shouldn't have hit him, but he deserved it!” They both stared at her as though she said something ominous. Katrina walked up to her with so much anger in her eyes. “Do you know the guy you hit is the most powerful and influential Mafia billionaire in the whole of Southampton?” At that moment, Paula panicked. She missed her step and staggered backwards. No way, it can't be that she's gotten herself into a deeper trouble.

They implied that she traded one billionaire for the other. My jaw clenched so hard that I thought I heard a crack. I opened the next article. ‘TWO BILLIONAIRES, ONE WOMAN’ Then another. Every single one was worse than the last. It went from saying she only came to me for popularity, then it translated to her getting the best of both worlds, then they tied this news to the one the previous day where Elena and Serena had been exchanging words. I didn’t even think. I threw my mug across the room instinctively. It shattered against the wall but it did nothing to calm me down.

But now sitting here in my penthouse overlooking Billionaire's Row in New York City, I'm bored. Countless half-naked women dance around me, swinging bottles of champagne, white powder under their noses, kicking up their expensive heels at my men, who cheer them on. Just another cold, soulless display of my power. My wealth. Imade this happen. Ibuilt this. AndI'mthe reason I'm falling apart from the inside. Anton, my number one, walks over to my chair, waits respectfully, then speaks. "It's Seth Rossi again. He can't cover this week's interest."

She looks me dead in the eye, unblinking. “Girl, he’s only the CEO of Rowe Global, the luxury real estate empire that literally owns half the Upper East Side. He’s richer than God and twice as pretty. And didn’t he date that actress? The one with the weird eyebrows?” “Oh my god,” Callie gasps, slapping the table. “And you were in his penthouse?! Like, the actual penthouse that was on the cover of LuxeLife?” “I knew he was really rich, but a billionaire??” I mumble into my croissant, fully mortified.