Billionaire Dad Novels & Stories

I needed to keep an eye out for my driver. Ben followed. — He hesitated. Fidgeted. Then, he finally spoke. "I… first, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry." I raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He took a deep breath, looking everywhere but at me. "My dad, Mr. Brooke, is the second richest man in the country." His tone was laced with bitterness. "Filthy rich. But never home." Still, I said nothing. He scoffed. "He has mistresses. Many. But only one legitimate child." His jaw clenched. "Me."

I smile as I watch his back disappear behind the doors. I walk into my walk in closet and take out one of my Louis Vuitton dresses and heels and some diamond chain with matching earrings and bracelets. Yes you guessed right,I am a billionaire and a billionaire's daughter. Yes,my daddy is richest man in the USA. Daddy owns alot of oil companies and also car companies around the world. Mom is a socialite and author. I am the only daughter of Gabriel Jones and Fernanda Jasmine Jones. I have one younger brother who lives with my parents.

“This would have taken some time to set up. There's a lot of names on this list that aren't easy to get private access too. He pulled some serious strings.” “But why?” Dad hugged me tighter. “If I had to guess, between this, the not-so-secret looks the two of you were passing back and forth before I left, and that the two of you spent a week alone in his mansion, I think he loves you.” I had been hoping Dad hadn't caught on that much, but I was a grown woman. I hiccuped and wiped my nose. “But Dad, he's a billionaire. What do I have that a billionaire would want?”

She shook her head and didn't say any other thing as she started walking out of the room. "I love you, mum!" I shouted after her as she shut the door and I chuckled. Hmm. I reached for the champagne in front of me, uncapped it and started gulping it down. Want a little introduction?? Well, I'm Donald Williams - the only precious child and son of the multi-billionaire. My mum is from a Royal family in England but got married to my dad who's an American and a billionaire. He's actually an ex president of the country - ruled some years ago when I was still a kid. But unfortunately, he dropped out of politics and ventured into business which only tripled his wealth.

But it wasn’t the image that made my head spin, it was the headline. FATHER OR SON? Flora Roberts: Sleeping Her Way to the Top. The air left my lungs. My hands froze over the keyboard as my eyes scanned the article. "Barely two months after Flora Roberts discreetly served divorce papers to Jayden Kensington, the heir to the Kensington empire, she has cozied up to none other than his estranged father, Alexander Bennett. The billionaire mogul of The Bennett Group has allegedly been charmed by Roberts, who now holds the coveted position of Head Designer at his fashion empire. Whispers in the industry suggest her rise has less to do with talent and more to do with calculated seduction..."

"But what if you lose everything because of me?" "Then it would be worth it." He shot me a smile. "Well, I still don't want it coming out." "You're embarrassed because I'm much older." "No. It's because you're my ex's father and one of the richest men in the world. I don't want people thinking that I'm a gold digger." He raised a brow, "You worry too much." "No, you know how the press is." "I won't let it come out, Kenz. My father would never let it get out."

A tone he dared not use with me. “I do not mind you flying in the best neurosurgeon there is. Just make my daughter well back”. He said as a matter of fact. The doctor had no choice because Mr Sinclair was also a prominent person in this community. They came from old money traced from generations back, so he could afford to get the best treatment for his daughter. Although I had the intention of covering up the cost of everything. I breathed a sigh of relief, the only thing I wanted to hear was she was alive. And since she was, I had no business in that place anymore. I stood up to leave, but I was stopped abruptly by her father.

"I'm trying my best to work for her, but you see, my fiancee is a very lazy person. All she does is to eat, sleep, watch the TV, eat again, sleep again." "Oh, wow." The old woman turned to me, her lips pursed at me. What the heck? "My dear, life isn't that easy. You should help your fiance by working as well." Was she telling me that? I was a hard worker for damn' sake! Okay. This was it. I would retaliate. "It's not my fault." I glanced at Seth, winked at him, then turned back to the oldie. "You won't believe it. My dad gave me a million, but my dumb fiance spent everything on betting."

She only chuckles at this and then nods at that. "I don't remember any Liam from this crazy life story." My mum says as she tries to lighten up the mood. I had to explain everything to her when we landed and got into this house. I told her about dad's death and she told me she knew about it. Dad told her everything he did apparently. What she didn't know was that they took me and gave me away. And why. "He's Sydney's brother. He wants Sydney's title and he hates him." I tell her as I try to remember what Sydney told me. "Sydney told me he's so stone cold and enjoys people's cries." I shudder at that.

Xavier said, as soon as they were out of the office. "Yes Daddy, but sporadically she looks down at us, she even mocks us saying we're poor." Nadiyah responded. "And who said Daddy is poor? Is your Daddy poor? When next someone says Daddy is poor, what do you girls have to say?" "DADDY IS A BILLIONAIRE." They chorused, laughing at what they just said. Charlotte couldn't hide her laughter, and burst out laughing. "That's my angel, you don't want to miss your first period. Get going, I will come pick you up from school. Daddy has a big surprise for his angel's."