Billionaire Love Story Novels & Stories

He spat blood to the ground and turned to me with his muderous eyes. “I can’t let that slide Andy, and you know the penalty for that.” He smiled revealing his bloody teeth. “Death.” AN: Guys, The Billionaire I must Love is coming to an end, it saddens me that Eden and Percy love story is coming to an End. Should you expect a sequel? Or Audrey and Zach own love story? Tell me what you think in the comments, I’ll be looking forward to hearing from you!

she glared angrily at him. Santiago stood to his feet and brought out his card which he placed on the counter “I will never ask that from you. I respect you enough not to ask that from you, it’s just that I...” he was going to explain his predicament but thought that she wouldn’t understand “I just need a girlfriend badly” he said. “You’re rich, so get yourself one” she spat then began packing the plates and cups they used. “I know this is a lot to ask but call me when you change your mind Joan” he turned to leave but stopped in his tracks and turned to her “I don’t need a mistress and if I did, I don’t need to ask” he winked then turned and left the café.

Dariel missed Geena with every passing day but he couldn't stand the fact that she would see him the way she did. Grandma brought him up to be hardworking and content with whatever he had. Besides, Geena was all he ever wanted, he had no business with her billions. At some point though, he couldn't blame her. Riches come with a lot of insecurities. He loved her and he wanted to see her but he just felt too hurt to reach out to her. Plus he'd be going to Italy soon to have a look at his late father's vast empire. How was he going to live the billionaire lifestyle without Geena by his side?

"What did you dare do with another man while a marriage is being arranged for you!?'' she asked. Lillian was silent. She leaned against the wall and looked at her father. Linda stepped forward and noticed Bailey's tearful appearance. She put her hand on Bailey's shoulder and she let out a deep sigh. "Maybe Bailey should marry that man instead,'' Linda suggested, but her suggestion remained up in the air. When Bailey heard this, she hissed out of the room. Lillian's father Austin intervened: "Didn't you say you were expecting some money from your fiance?" Bailey paused at his words. "What?" she asked rhetorically, turning around. "I'll pay you 25 thousand dollars out of the money, but you'll

she said in a sad voice. "Why? Don't you want me anymore? Who do you love? The one with your child?" I asked curiously. It seems like cold water was poured on me with my own question. You thought someone was stabbing me again and again because of that. "No. Don't involve Luigi in this. He's out of our conversation." he said in a serious voice. My heart skipped a beat when I heard it. That's why that man seems familiar to me. By the way, Luigi Sanchez is one of the most famous Billionaires in the world. It's not like I'm in China anymore. Luigi is richer than we are.

I felt a deep sense of gratitude that the bitter emotions I had long harbored had finally begun to dissipate. Emily and I headed to the nightclub for a meeting with Don Sacrum, a prominent investor. Unconventional as it may seem, Don consistently preferred conducting business in such settings. His reputation preceded him, and I made it a point to be available at his beck and call, regardless of the hour. As the son of a renowned billionaire, Don Sacrum had inherited a vast fortune following his father's passing a few months prior. I glanced over at Emily, noticing a look of discomfort on her face. Seeking to alleviate her unease, I gently took her small hand in mine, offering a reassuring to

But his voice…the deep baritone with an undercurrent of roughness calls to me, making me pause in my tracks. Making sure to remain out of sight, I spy the entrance where the handsome, sexy hunk of a billionaire is talking with the boat keeper. He doesn’t seem too pleased. “...do you mean I can’t have the boat?” “It has already been booked, Sir,” the keeper is pleading. “Well call them and let them know they’re holding up the line.” I shake my head, this time in disappointment. Although his condition has altered a lot of things about him, the classic Neal Ward arrogance is still fully present.

The house was still, hushed, almost gentle. I sat on the couch and scrolled. Not for anything in particular. Just… something. A distraction. The kind you search for when your chest feels tight and you don’t know if it’s grief or exhaustion pressing on your ribs. That’s when I saw it. A blog headline. “Billionaire’s Nanny: Savior or Social Climber? The Curious Case of May Hemlings.” My thumb hovered. Then I tapped. The page loaded slowly. Every second an anvil.

*2 hours ago* It was another successful client that I was able to sign up today which marks the 100th high net worth client who we will be helping to build a luxurious mansion for. I am the owner of G & M Construction which has been built alongside my husband of 7 years. Abigail Monroe was a nobody a decade ago, but if you say this name in the construction world today, it’s a name that has been making ripples along with Nathan Greyson. I had this dream of building my own empire one day, and my passion has always been in Interior designing. It was a passion that I developed whilst I was in high school after I started dating Nathan, my best friend since I was 11.

But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, the perfect picture of her life began to crack, revealing the harsh reality beneath. Daniel was not just any man. He was a billionaire, a powerful figure in the world of finance and politics. His wealth and influence were unparalleled, his charm disarming. Lena had been captivated by him from the moment they met. Their courtship was nothing short of a fairy tale—luxurious trips, grand gestures, and an ever-present promise of a life filled with love and joy.