Billionaire Dad Novels & Stories

“With international travels? Those are just spare change for him. You should have asked for more.” “I don’t know what else to ask for, though.” “Ask for a house and lot, some branded clothes, bags, expensive cars, jewelry, everything.” I laugh at his suggestions, and he scowls. “I already have those. Although, just the cheap models.” “Are you aware that my father is a billionaire?” “I have an idea that he’s rich.” “He is super rich, Cassie. But I haven’t seen him shower you with it.” This time, I heartily laugh. “I am enjoying my time with you and your father, Lukas.” I lean close to him and whisper, “I think I am the most relaxed and happy right now.”

I wonder, though, how mature she could be at her age? If all I'd wanted were a quick fuck it wouldn't matter that she was three months short of eighteen. I would just go for it, slake my lust, and be done, but I felt the need for something more. My every instinct screamed at me to tread carefully. I always follow my instincts, and that's why I am where I am at such a young age. Old money might have been my foundation, but what I did with what I had is what makes me a force to be reckoned with. Her father is a high-ranking cop in their small town on the outskirts of the city. I wonder why she was coming here for school then? They had to have a school where she lived.

This is really bad. I stared at him, dread crawling through my spine. “H...hold on. Who’s your dad??” He scoffed. “See? You don’t care about me like I care about you.” “George, PLEASE. Who is your dad???” He exhaled. “Dominic. Yes the tycoon.” My knees nearly buckled. He went on casually, “Yeah, he’s a public figure and wealthy and all that. But don’t feel intimidated.” “How… how are you not bearing his name?” I whispered.

she whispered, her voice thick with emotion as she squeezed his hand. Mr. Idris smiled a full, warm smile that lit up his entire face. It was a smile that Anna would remember for the rest of her life. "And I’m proud to be your father. No matter what happens, Anna, remember that you are loved, and you always will be. You have brought so much light into my life, and I am so grateful for you every day."

' I was completely stunned as I instinctively covered my stomach, which was still flat. Was I… Hallucinating? 'That coma is just an act. My dad is the richest man in the country! He's clearing out the traitors inside the company, and he isn't even in the hospital. This fortune is literally being given to us for free! We have to take it!' The richest man in the country? Hugh Fletcher? Wasn't his brother named Hugh Gibson? 'My dad took his mother's last name. His birth mom died when he was five, and he was sent to live with his uncle's family. He only came back after he became an adult. That whole rotten family has been eyeing my dad's fortune ever since.'

Time skip Everyone had left the room, it was only Liam and his dad in the bedroom, and they were talking about somethings. Liam now had enough strength, he had managed to sit up on the bed, and his dad was explaining to him about the family business. Liam was shocked to learn that their family was very rich with a networth of trillions of dollars, he couldn't believe his dad's words. "But that's impossible, who on earth has that much money?!" Liam said in desbelief.

He surged closer to rod and patted his shoulders. “Do you realize who you are? You are rod Benson. That name is worth over ten billion dollars. Your father is the richest tycoon in New York he has made many poor men billionaires, including me. Today you are struggling to meet your needs. You are squatting with me. You have no bulky bank account. You are broke today because of a silly decision that will lead you nowhere. Return to your father, marry Opula, father your child, be rich and have peace of mind.”

I'm a dead meat if he'll figure out the whole thing. "That's why your parents are so busy." Sean's mom unexpectedly butted in. "Yeah, Aside from that, my Dad ranked as the 22nd richest business affluent in the world way back 2013 up until now." I vauntingly added. These lies are way too far from worse than my previous one. "Really?" her mom asked fondly so I just nodded. "You're the right girl for my son" ever so slowly, his dad's frowning face morphed into a welcoming one.

Oh, did I forget to mention that Beck is loaded? Beck is an actual billionaire, which I still cannot wrap my head around because how on earth does someone that stupid and irresponsible have so much money? The rumors were that his dad (who had been a major business tycoon before he tragically passed away in a car accident a few years ago) had left him the entirety of his company, making him the richest guy in his twenties. And if his Ferrari was anything to go by, he absolutely loves being rich.

I asked. "Not for a few weeks. By the time we go, you'll be sick of us." He hugged me again, and I held him tightly. Our house didn't show it, but my dad was sort of a business mogul. Cindy said our family had more money than God. I'd done an Internet search on my dad once and discovered he owned a private jet, kept a building in Boston, and owned more than a dozen vacation resorts all over the world. But I'd never seen his offices, been to his resorts, flown on one of his planes, or, well felt rich.