Billionaire House Novels & Stories

I said and he nodded. I went home... I looked at the huge mansion which I created just for her... I no longer live in my old house... Eva lives there alone... what happened, a small gap came between us that I can't fill... Eva's house and Our childhood house, which I bought again at the auction but I couldn't bear to live there... it was too painful... too many memories... Once my company expanded I bought this bigger place just for Electra... I kept in mind all her favorite things while designing this. One day she and I will live here... yes...

The problem is my anger is not because of her, it’s because of my parents. I’m pretty sure you are wondering what’s happening. Let me tell you. My name is Alana, Alana Steel. The one and only heir to Laura and Carlton Steel, who were the CEOs of Steel hotels, but now I’m the one who’s in charge. If only that was all of it but ever since I took charge of our hotels my parents have been choking me to death, wanting me to get married so they can have grandchildren and if this happens the blood of the family will still run and that’s what they want because we are too much of a prideful family that we can’t even just accept that one of us don’t want to get married and have children.

Strong enemies. I sighed, and walked back to my seat. *** The wide, happy, and welcoming smile beamed on my lips, only because I was going to see my cupcake. We hadn't seen each other yesterday, which was the reason I decided to pay him a visit. Of course, as a billionaire, his house was, so, so, enormous. Bigger than mine, I thought. Well, I wouldn't say it was finer than mine, since I had a better knowledge in interior designs.

"Maybe I can start working here as soon as I can. You know, joining the family business." I paused what I was doing and looked at her. "I'd like it if you went to university though." She pouted. "Won't it be better if I start working right away?" "That sounds cool but I want you to have a better future." "Says the woman who married a billionaire." I rolled my eyes. "That's not the point. You saw how hard things were before this marriage so, I don't want you to get lazy just because we've become privileged."

Neola ushered Elle inside the convertible and drove off in a haste. I was about to call for Joe and ask him about this when the female news reporter speak, 'As you can see, we had just witness Mrs. Elleana Cassidy West, wife of the famous businessman and owner of Greene-West Industries, Mr. Gabriel Hugo West, shopping with her husband's sister, Neola Dana West for baby's clothes. We did not hear about Mrs. West for a while and it seems that she’s been keeping us out of the box! Who would know that in a few months there will be a newborn billionaire for one of the greatest corporation of this decade?'

Furthermore, I stared around the room again, taking in the beauty of the flowers in the flower vase, the tiles on the floor, the center table, which was sparkling neat, with no trail of dust on it, and finally, the expensive looking curtain, hanging on the window. They are indeed billionaires likes mom, 'cause this is too perfect, for some minutes, I forgot my worries. I forgot what I was here for, forgetting totally the worries at my hand. Suddenly, we heard footsteps descending the stairs and we looked up. And there was the classiest couples ever, dressed in matching classy outfits that I couldn't help but envy them, I suddenly wished dad was alive. How sweet would it have been?, We three

He had been through enough for them to stand on equal ground now. Even if Stephen did not want to give him the money, he still had a plan. All it would take was calling Jeremy in, and everything would come crashing down. Stephen sighed. "I don't have that kind of money." "You don't?" Andy laughed. "Your grandmother alone gifted you 300 million dollars on your birthday. Besides, you still have two villas in Heavens Estate." Heavens Estate was a wealthy residential area, and the cheapest house there cost 800 thousand dollars per square meter.

Just a name and ten digits. Alexander Knight. She’d googled him at 2 a.m. when sleep refused to show up. Mistake. The search results were a dizzying parade of headlines: Knight Enterprises CEO Closes $4B Deal The Ice King of Manhattan: Billionaire Bachelor Alexander Knight 30 Under 30: The Man Who Turned Real Estate Into an Empire Page Six photos of him in flawless suits, stepping out of private cars, always alone, always unsmiling. He owned half the skyline she stared at every night. The kind of money that didn’t just open doors; it built new buildings around them.

I read the headlines loud which I missed a year ago. ‘The billionaire NOAH MATHEW'S 50 million dollars luxurious mansion was burned down completely because of the accident that happened in the basement bar of the mansion' I looked at him but saw him looking at me with a smirk while casually sipping his drink. "That was the hidden one," He told me making me more confused.

He also owns different clubs, hotels, and houses around the world. I Stare at Eva shocked, finally understanding her reaction. "I think the man is a freaking billionaire." "I think he is." I knew he had money, but surely not this kind of money. I clicked on the first article and I immediately regretted my decision when I started reading. The headline read 'ELIGIBLE BACHELOR AND HOLLYWOOD PRINCESS' They looked cosy in the pictures which made me very mad.