Billionaire Double Life Novels & Stories

And for the first time in years, I had a sumptuous meal. “Whoever you are, Diana. I'm very grateful that you chose to look exactly like me. Because of you I'll get to live in luxury. I'll be swimming in so much wealth and plus I have a very handsome husband. A vegetable, but that will do” I cheered moving swiftly across the floor in my glorious dance. I whined my waist to no beats. My feet stopped moving when I drew nearer to the bed where the handsome dude occupied. He was just the same as I had seen him today. Completely still and motionless.

Athaliah was the fashion queen two and a half years ago but nowhere, in London, she is doing a small desk job, living in a beautiful apartment with her only family, her lifeline, from the time she faked her death. Life in London is expensive and if anyone is wondering how she is affording it here, then they should know that she wasn't the successful businesswoman at the age of twenty for nothing. She was a billionaire and she had secretly made an account and kept forty per cent of her earnings in that account and nobody knew about it. The amount is huge and enough for two people to live an ordinary and comfortable life for years. Athaliah is happy and content in her current life as she has a

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”

Blythe asked “No… But I do know one thing: she's married to a rich man. No, not just any man. She's married to Damien Sullivan!” “The second richest fashion brand owner?” "No, actually, he is the first now after one of the Richardson sons had gone to prison all of a sudden.!” Becky pointed out. Blythe, on the other hand, never heard about Damien's wedding; for all he knew he could be less interested, which meant he neither recognizes the wife nor knows her name. “I just want to see my daughter; feel her!” Becky added,She was already stressed out from all of the thinking and the fact that she felt like there was something she could do, but she just didn't know what.”

Chapter 19: Living two different lives. Living a double life was proving to be more challenging than I ever imagined. By day, I played the role of a humble waitress, serving tables alongside my best friend, Rachel. But as soon as the sun dipped below the horizon, I shed my apron and slipped into the world of the elite, rubbing shoulders with the wealthy and privileged. During the day, I was Jessica Raye, the hardworking waitress, but by nightfall, I transformed into someone entirely different—a sophisticated socialite, mingling effortlessly with the upper crust. It was a charade, a masquerade of sorts, and I was the master of disguise.

“Nothing.” She scoffs, “It's ‘not’ nothing. Not when a billionaire chases after you.” I gasp. “You know him?” “Who doesn't know Xavier Kingston? CEO of Double B Lingerie? One of the top 3 eligible bachelors of Manhattan?” I don't say anything. Because I didn't know he was that well-known. Come to think of it, I don't really know much about him. Talia's lips press into a thin line. “Who is he to you?’”

"I know. I know, and I'm sorry. But Crystal, listen, this changes everything. You don't need Amir's money. You have your own. You're rich, probably richer than the Al-Fayads. You don't have to stay in that contract." Crystal sank back down onto the blanket, her legs suddenly unable to hold her. "I'm rich." "Yes." Crystal started laughing. It started as a giggle, then grew into something bigger, wilder, edged with hysteria. Ahmad knelt beside her, concerned. "Crystal?" "It's just….it's so absurd. All of this. The contract, the baby, you and me. And underneath it all, I'm secretly a billionaire heiress." She laughed harder, tears streaming down her face. "It's like a bad soap opera."

Five years ago, Janice Soto stepped into her dying twin sister’s life to keep Eden Duncan from falling apart. Pretending to be the woman he loved was supposed to be temporary, a final promise made in a hospital room filled with goodbye and grief. But somewhere between borrowed kisses, late-night silences, and the life they built together, Eden fell for the wrong sister without ever knowing the truth. When the deception finally shattered, it didn’t just destroy them, it nearly killed him. And before Eden could wake up and face what she had done, Janice disappeared carrying the one secret that belonged to both of them. Now she is back in New York, stronger, colder, and no longer willing to l

"Next time update me, so I don't have to worry. Go to your room and rest." He nodded and immediately went to his room. He immediately lay down on his bed to sleep but he couldn't, no matter how hard he tried to close his eyes it had no effect. He couldn't get out of his mind the awesomeness he did, he couldn't believe that he had a one night stand with a man he didn't know. Lovely, is a smart and gorgeous girl. She's already 25 years old and she works as an HR Manager in one of their companies. His family is well known when it comes to business but his parents do not pressure him to manage their business.

Damian was known for being a shrewd businessman who never did anything without an ulterior motive. Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Damian spoke again. "There is one thing I would like in return, Scarlett," he muttered. Scarlett listened as Damian made his offer, a generous one at that, but she couldn't help but feel that there was something about him. As much as she appreciated his offer, she couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something. Damian had always been known for his shrewd business skills and it was common knowledge that he never did anything without an ulterior motive. Scarlett couldn't help but wonder what he expected in return for his kindness.