Billionaire One Night Stand Novels & Stories

I knew that I looked very beautiful that night, but I was just as sure that my beauty was not the reason behind the shocked expression on the face of one of the men sited opposite my Dad at the dining table. "Danielle, this is Adrian Valentino, your husband to be, and Alfredo Valentino, his father" I faintly heard my dad introduce, but I was too busy trying to comprehend the cruel twist of my fate to listen to what my father was saying. What was the snotty bastard of a one night stand from the resort doing, sited in my house? "You!" I heard him say at the same time that I did. "Do you two know each other?" I heard a male voice ask.

I stare at her. “What?” “Holy shit, Alice, he’s a billionaire.” “What?” “That’s nine zeroes.” “What?” Her giggle holds a touch of hysteria. “Oh my God. What was he doing on Tinder?” My brain is refusing to compute. “I’m guessing he likes being anonymous. I would think billionaires have trouble with women being after their money, don’t you?” “Oh Alice. Did you have any idea?”

he said, he said firmly. "Or are we going to get down to what you're here for?” With that I knew I had another long night to deal with another arrogant billionaire. His words snapped me out of my daze and I quickly walked over to him, picked up the crystal decanter, and poured him a glass of wine. His eyes raked over me with something more than hungry.

How could he… how did he— I rubbed my eyes violently for a second and then a third time, sinking my thumbs deep into my eye sockets, then I closed them again before I opened them. Still, it was still him. The man I had a one night stand with. The very man I threw a hundred and fifty bucks at. My jaw quivered in shock. How was that even possible? But more importantly, where could I run to now?

One look, and she could instantly recognize him. "Nelson Davon." Was the name boldly written on it. The more she read about the man, it finally dawned on her that she had slept with a super wealthy Billionaire who owned so many companies, and the best of all in New York. Stunned, she used her hands to cover her mouth, in order not to scream out loud. Was she dreaming, no, it could be a dream that was toying with her. She rubbed her eyes, trying to be sure it was him, but yes, he was the one she had slept with. She stared at the newspaper to read more information about it, and luckily, the address to his ten Billionaire house came in sight.

I Shaked it off. "Whatever. Lots of people have a one night stand and just swipes on like it never happened. And that night was a mistake. Afterall, I will just be here for a while And soon, Sam and I would be leaving." I tried reassure myself that it was all going to be okay. Good thing he's a billionaire, or trillionaire what ever. At least, I was just a pass off for him. A nobody who would be forgotten and tossed aside like nothing after a night of passion together.

She said: “If you are looking for me to ask for a tip for that night, I can give it to you, I am very poor and have no money so you take this place and go home. I’m busy studying, if nothing else we’ll end the conversation here. I hope we won’t meet again, I was drunk that day, you were drunk too, so don’t care about each other, just like two strangers.” Basil looked at the five dollars in his hand with angry eyes, he was the richest man in T city and needed her money? What about a tip after a one-night stand? She was fed up with real life, he angrily stepped forward and said: “There’s something wrong with me coming to find you.”

But my eyes wandered briefly over the newspapers and newer magazines the stand owner was getting out for the day. A gasp pulled itself from my lips and vanished in the air. I reached out and grabbed the magazine with Aleksander's face on the front. Youngest millionaire in New York City. My heart dropped through the bottom of my chest as I read the words. "You buying a copy, sweet heart?" The stand owner drawled in a heavy brooklyn accent. Then his eyes wandered over my face and whipped back to the older magazine cover I was splayed across. "Whoa, sign a copy of this for me and you can take this one for no charge."

She answered, "I'm leaving already, I got duty at work but anytime you want to see me, Mr Antonio, I'm always available 24/7 to satisfy you and if you ever need a dinner date--" Luca interrupts her sharply, "I know where to find you, goodbye Kimberly" She was no different from the other women who saw this as a golden opportunity to get hooked forever with the billionaire Luca but he never allows them. It's called a one-night stand for a reason. "Drop your detail with my chauffeur, I'll transfer the amount I promised" She turned to him in shock and he said quickly, "Don't thank me, go quickly, I have some things to attend to"

**** Celeste was about to stand up and leave the bar when a man approached her, so she looked up. “Do you want to spend the night with me, pretty lady?” he said, Celeste’s jaw clenched because what did the man think she was, a prostitute? Celeste stood up and faced the man. “I am not what you think, mister. Get out,” she said rudely and left, but before she could get far, the man spoke, which made Celeste stop. “50 million for one night, deal?” the man offered her. Celeste seemed deaf and repeated 50 million in her mind.