Billionaire House Novels & Stories

That’s an insane deal if you ask me. How are the hayes family not broke with this sort of hospitality? The biggest houses on the land belonged to his family. His house has a total of seven bedrooms, from what i gathered, and I’m guessing so do the others. This excludes the two living rooms, two extra guest bathrooms, the basement, attic, library and office. This man is rich rich. My family aren’t poor, the only reason we have a house in manhanttan is because my dad knew the owner of the house so when the man wanted to sell it, he used his retirement money to buy it.

It's good to know that I won't be alone with him. Smiling, he asked, "why are you looking for Mr, Young, is he your lover?" "Don't spout nonsense, it is nothing like that" I defended getting sick at the thought of dating a forty-something years old man. "Why not, he's a billionaire" he replied casually dropping his fork. "He is?" I ask in astonishment as I looked at the manor in a whole new light. I knew it was a luxurious home but I never expected I was in the house of a multi billionaire.

He was building the houses, even when he was abroad, and when he returned to the country, The houses were already completed and they were selling them out to interested buyers. Among all the houses, Justin named the Estate - New Housing Estate. He didn't want to use his father's name, nor his name to avoid anyone knowing that he was the real owner of the houses. Well, he is a Billionaire, but he started keeping a low profile of himself when he fell in love with Olima. He was only more concerned about knowing Olima and getting to be with her too. Also, Olima didn't know that the house that she had chosen was beside the house that Justin was personally using.

“He’s a drop dead handsome billionaire that anyone with common sense would want in their pocket, and you’re moving into his space. I’m just saying, stay focused on the data, not the man.” I shoved in a pair of jeans with more force than necessary. “There is zero chance of that happening.” She rolled her eyes with such theatrical force I thought they might get stuck. “It’s not every day you stumble across a man willing to wire hundred million dollars for a pretend housewife. I’ll emphasize on that outrageous amount again, that’s more than enough capital to build a conglomerate from scratch if you want to.” “Still not the point,” I grumbled.

"Thirty days? That's incredibly fast." Alexander scrolled through the article, his eyes scanning the details. "They owe over fifty million dollars. Multiple mortgages, unpaid taxes, defaulted loans. Richard leveraged that house to the breaking point." Mona walked over and sat beside Alexander, reading over his shoulder. The article included a photograph of the Caldwell mansion - a grand three-story structure with white columns, perfectly manicured gardens, and wrought-iron gates that had always symbolized power and privilege in Boston. "It's beautiful," Mona said softly. "I can see why your family loved it."

I added, so he looked pleased with what he heard. “I can give you places you can visit and maybe let you borrow the houses I owned around that place,” Master suggested, which made me chuckle. “You must be joking, master, don’t tell me you own numerous houses at a different vacation site in our country?” I giggled, but he only looked at me. “W-What?! You really own that many houses?!” I wanted to faint because of what I heard, but that would be too embarrassing. “Why would it be a surprise? I’m the top billionaire in this country, I own half of this country,” He claimed, but I know that it’s absurd.

Hadrian sell the mansion he had when he's still single and bought a new one costing more than 17 billion dollar which lead him to be the only guy in the UAE to own a billion dollar worth of mansion without calculating every single things inside it. Years had passed and time flies so fast. After more than 5 years living as a husband and wife they finally had their first baby, Skye Decimus Aurellian Forbes. A cute little toddler that's adored and loved by millions of people all over the world. He islike the baby version of his mom. A superstar child and heir of all his parent's wealth. He's been also introduce and widely known as one of the riches kid in the world.

For the first time, I got to see another area of the house - and maybe the last time too. But everything I saw caught my attention. It all looked so amazing that it was easy to forget where I was going and the situation surrounding it that left a heavy air handing in the atmosphere. If I just assumed that whoever this man in whose house I am kept captive was a mere millionaire, then I was absolutely wrong. He is a billionaire, a filthy rich man that definitely got a lot of people at his feet. From the furniture - which screamed African blackwood, to the quality curtains and the whole design of the room which screamed Asian type billionaire.

She stepped in the direction of ensuite and for a second she was struck by the lavishly designed attached bathroom. However it was not the centre of her interest but it really made her wonder that what this man even do to afford such luxuries. How much money does he make to build up such a fine house only for himself and then the line of cars she saw few days ago, crossed her mind too. "After her all he is a billionaire, haven't you read about him? The great Mr Wayans! How can you assume such a dumb question?" Her subconscious almost kicked her.

Was I that obvious? “Fucking hell,” I mumbled as the huge gate opened and the extensive and huge house greeted my eyes. It’s not just a house, it’s a mansion! What do I even expect? Sean Cohen is a billionaire. He could buy everything. There was a long hallway and beside it were the flowers planted. It seems like those flowers and plants are being taken care of very well. I was amazed the whole time. It is so much bigger than Charlotte's house.