Billionaire House Novels & Stories

Apparently it was no longer the same as it was before, the mansion was now larger as it had been expanded after the owner bought the other two mansions next door for expansion. It was rumoured to have uncountable number of rooms from indoor tennis courts, indoor theatre, party rooms, spa room, libraries, soccer ground etc and many more. Heck the place at about a hundred people assigned to look after it from maids, waiters, butlers etc. However the garage was another grand thing as it had cars that many people dreamed in their unimaginable dreams. The swimming pools, the Jacuzzi, it was the dream home. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our humble billion dollar abode." I, Nathan Curtis Silver

"A billion?" Ice chuckled at her shock, a protective pride swelling in his chest. He gestured to the property deeds. "And these two? They are located in the city’s most prestigious gold-coast districts. Each one is worth tens of millions. They aren't just houses; they are fortresses of status." A billion in shares. Tens of millions in real estate. Snow felt as though the air had been sucked out of the room. She had survived on scraps and rainwater for six years, and now she was being told she was a billionaire. "All of this... belongs to us?"

Obviously he lives in a mansion right in the middle of Mayfair. I guess there is no other way to describe his home other than to say it is exactly what someone would expect from a Russian billionaire. Lofty ceilings, granite floors, leather walls, marble pillars, intricate moldings, all designer inspired and executed from head to toe. His housekeeper, Yana, comes out to the hallway to greet me. She is polite but stiff. She offers a tour, but I decline, so she takes me upstairs to my room. The room is cream and gold. It looks totally pristine. As if no one has ever lived in it.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

The press had likely already drafted tomorrow's headlines: [Billionaire Heiress Falls for Finance Prince—A Match Made in Heaven] But now… Now the story was about to get a lot juicier: [Billionaire Heiress Has a Man—CEO Nick Hunt Boldly Claims His Wife, Finance Prince Heartbroken On the Spot…] Nick's words went unanswered by Henry, whose lips twitched slightly before he turned and took his seat. Nick was the CEO of the Hunt Group. Henry's cold treatment of him, despite being his grandfather-in-law, made things undeniably awkward.

It wasn't going to be intense. This was too little for two grand.

Her tone was faint, but it made people listen inexplicably harsh. billion?! Ordinary rich families don't necessarily have this asset, okay? What's more, the Ye family is just floating on the edge of the rich and powerful. "What do you mean?!" Old lady Ye's face sank. Although the Ye family's assets are only tens of millions, it is also money that she, a country girl, can't earn in her life! "Do you know how many zeros there are in a billion? You still want a billion! You really came back to rob me of my property! Grandma, you get rid of her!"

Instead, she looked straight at the handsome young man in front of her. She knew that Mr. Dickson had a distinguished guest here today, so she came to make friends. Little did she know that it was Damien Wolfe, the heir to the Wolfe family with a net worth of hundreds of billions. She apologized on behalf of her assistant and said, "Mr. Damien, I'm sorry for my assistant's recklessness. I will apologize to you on her behalf." Ciara was wearing a V-neck long dress, and when she lowered her head, the neckline was visible.

We got to the location after travelling for over one hour, I opened my mouth in adoration at what befell my eyes. The beautiful and elegant estate stood before us, painted in white, brown and royal blue. I had never seen anything that beautiful in my life, thick and healthy looking lawns, tarred roads with colourful expensive lights everywhere, strong walls decorated with real gold, water fountains, swimming pools, big trees. My heart rose with hope, maybe we were here to loan some money or get a job. We were ushered in by neatly dressed maids and two suited security men. I felt like I was in heaven, well until my eyes landed on the owner of the house; CRIAG LIONEL. the most wealthy and fear

She clenched her fist before she spoke. Bella let out a chuckle and looked at her like she was a complete fool. "Oh, Auny May... It feels so good to see that you are very foolish. My Mom made sure my father would never be able to transfer ownership of their business and if you've also forgotten then, I have to remind you. My father started this company with my mother's money. Weren't you aware?" Bella ran a finger down May's face and said.