Billionaire Fashion Designers Novels & Stories

She was hemmed in by rows of designer gowns, shelves of stilettos, cases of jewelry that were treated like national treasures—and one very keen billionaire sitting in the corner, crossed legs, a glass of scotch resting in his hand. Charles Billion had not uttered a word since she entered. He observed. Quietly. Fiercely. As if he was auditioning someone to play a character in a movie only he could helm. Fiona pulled on the sleeve of her blouse. "This is… too much." A woman of commanding height, with silver-blonde hair, turned to her like a hawk in mid-flight. "'A bit much' is for funerals, Miss Generys. This"—she swept a hand toward the gowns all around them—"is for war."

“And?” “And that makes you leverage.” She frowned. “What does that mean?” “It means hurting you becomes a way to hurt me.” Aria blinked in disbelief. “Why would anyone care about hurting you?” A humorless smile touched his lips briefly. “You really don’t know who I am.” “No.” For the first time, Lucien seemed genuinely surprised by something. Then he walked toward a nearby table and tossed a magazine onto it. Aria looked down. Her breath caught. The cover showed Lucien standing beside politicians and businessmen beneath flashing cameras. LUCIEN MORETTI: THE BILLIONAIRE KING OF NEW YORK. Her eyes widened slowly.

Haekyo said with a beaming face. Mr. Lee smiled happily to see his son so happy with Hana. In his heart, he was grateful that his son was not wrong in choosing a woman. Hana is the right woman for his son. Apart from being beautiful and from a good family, Hana also has a sincere heart. The woman was always humble to everyone and tended to never waste a lot of money by shopping for fancy clothes or fancy cosmetics like most Korean tycoon kids. So he is quite grateful for that.

he said, “Okay,” Fathia said, and she opened the remaining shopping bags and saw all the designer wears, and she said, “amazing wear,” she said, and she dressed up in one of the costumes like someone stepping out, “how did you know my size?“ Fathia asked, “I watched, studied, and monitor you for weeks” Fred retorted,

"Because it is. This is the twenty-first century for crying out loud. And I can teach you how to use it. Yes, you'll attract millions just with your face, body and lifestyle. But you can attract more, and for far better ROI." "I*******m isn't an investment," he says dubiously. "It can be." I close the laptop and pack my things away, drawing my towel close so Richard doesn't steal any looks at my very-much-less-than-Bianca-perfect body. "I can make it one for you," Again, he studies me, beautiful eyes narrowed. "You seem like you should be doing bigger things, Ms. Felton, than taking candid photos of a stuck-up playboy billionaire. What do you really wish you were doing?"

His laptop screen in bold letters and glaring lights displayed a headline to him: Ricky Matthews: Italy's Youngest Billionaire in a Century. Ethan continued to scroll through and read the article, his jaw only tightened more and more as he read every word. Ricky's perfect face stared back at him, confident and smiling as he was surrounded by influential figures at what seemed to be the Met Gala. The accompanying text showed Ricky's rise in the fashion industry, especially after partnering with Griselda. Ethan slammed his laptop shit and leaned back into his armchair, fiddling his hair with his right hand. "Who does he think to try and steal my daughter?" he said. "Coming into LA like he belo

“You only care about artists and comics. Of course you wouldn’t know the most popular CEO in town!” When Malorie gave her a quizzical look, Val sighed and began to explain. “He’s one of the youngest billionaires in the country,” she stated. “He’s one of the heirs to the Tang Industries and an icon in the fashion industry. He owns several clothing lines which have been internationally acclaimed and his business acumen is just perfect! He’s been on the covers of many famous magazines as well…” “Great!” Malorie scowled. “More reason for people to gravitate towards that accursed club!”

He said it without emotion. Kai examined this individual from head to toe. Everything he wears is ridiculously expensive. He's dressed in a tailored black suit by designer Desmond Merrion, which is one of the most expensive suits in the world. When he looked down, he noticed that his silver cufflinks were gleaming, with sapphires all around and a diamond in the center. He moved his gaze to his wrist and noticed a Rolex watch. When he looked down, he noticed a familiar spike studded throughout his shoe. It's clear that it's from the designer house Christian Louboutin. Is this how a billionaire dresses?

The minute Gillian stepped out of the mansion, Renata's and Zenaida's expressions turned cold, and their eyes shone with hatred. Immediately, they recalled the dress. The dress is made by one of the top designers in the world. That designer is a top-notch designer who is known for her eccentric behavior. Currently, the designer has gone into hiding again. However, this simple design was one of her last designs before she went into hiding, completely handmade and made with quality and rare material. It's said to cost 7-digit figures upward. Gillian putting this on will simply make her overshadow others and make her the talk of the night. It turns out that this Gillian was already spoiled up t