Billionaire Romance Novels & Stories

She never missed her chances of bullying her just for the sake of enjoyment and thrill she achieved from it. Ignoring the string of curses her mother was spouting, she switched on the television. Nothing held her interest, so she changed her channels until she stumbled upon a piece of sensational news. It was conveying the news of Adrian's return to the country. Adrian Cyrus King or as he was shortly called ACK was the king of the business world. Not many people knew about him as he had kept a low profile. However, the paparazzi had managed to get a side profile of him. Lexi looked at the photo that was being displayed. Although it was slightly blurred, she could still make out that he was e

“What the fuck did you just say, Katie? Are you crazy? You had sex with a billionaire and all you could figure out to tell him was that it was a big mistake that won’t happen again? Are you fucking out of your mind?” “You just don’t get it, Annie. He ain't what you think he is. He is a fucking Casanova. There ain't no way he’s gonna love me,” Kate let out frustratingly. “Oh damn,” Annie exclaimed. “Katie you’re in love with your boss!” “Hell no, I’m not. What happened was just a mistake and there’s no way in hell it’s gonna happen again.”

Katherine wiped away the tears that rolled down her cheeks with the back of her palm. I swore to forget about you even though I knew you would be somewhere in the world, enjoying your life. I finally had the courage to search for you on the internet one day and lo and behold, you did not disappoint me. You were one of the most successful men in the states, you were married to the daughter of a billionaire and you had a kid. You had it all and I assumed you were literally living your best life.”

Hearing him acknowledge her abilities so directly left her strangely unsettled. Fortunately, the shock only lasted a few seconds. Then common sense returned. "Competent people don't marry their bosses." "They do if the offer is good enough." There it was. The billionaire. The man who had spent so much of his life surrounded by wealth that he genuinely believed every problem had a price tag attached to it. No matter how serious the situation became, his first instinct was still to solve it with money. Charlotte slowly folded her arms across her chest and fixed him with a skeptical look.

And when she came, he pulled her against his chest and thrust up into her, hard and brutal, until he exploded inside her with a groan. Then he stood. Carried her, still joined, to the window. Pushed her against the glass. And fucked her one last time with the city lights below them. ⸻ When he finally let her go, she slid to the floor—used, sore, ruined. He bent, kissed her forehead. “Your job’s almost over.” She blinked up at him, dazed. “You’ll miss me when I’m gone,” he said. And walked away. No apology. No affection. Just a billionaire who got what he wanted— And left her needing more.

"Century gold-digger. Give him an Oscar." "How much are you willing to wager that he's signed a pre-nup? Oh wait, there ain't no 'nup'!" "He's not in love with him, he's in love with the AmEx Black Card. Wake up, people." "#TheBillionairesLover is about to pass out. Guess the price of authenticity is pretty steep, huh?"

“It doesn’t look like nothing, Kenna.” “That’s because you have a warped mind, Xander and think the lowest of the low about me. You always did. All I was to you was a commodity for your girlfriend, Violet.” She chuckles. I am angry now, how dare she even refer to Violet as my girlfriend. She is not and I do not intend to have one for a very long time. Sure, at some point I will need to think about remarrying, I need an heir to carry on with my business, the empire I have built with hard work, blood, sweat and yes some tears along the way. I have sacrificed so much to be able to be successful and one of the richest billionaires in the Americas and taking Europe by storm.

Three years. That’s how long Zarielle loved Kael — faithfully, completely, believing they were building forever together. Until the night she heard the truth: he never loved her. He stayed only out of duty, while his heart belonged to her best friend, Elara. Broken but proud, Zarielle walks away. She leaves behind the man who gave her scraps instead of love and the friend who betrayed her trust. But moving on isn’t easy. Everywhere she turns, people speak of Kael and Elara — their engagement, their happiness, the perfect life that was meant to be hers. Then Kael realizes his mistake. He sees that the peace and loyalty he found with Zarielle was worth more than the fleeting spark he cha

"Lovely event." "Only the best for the Riviera," Julian chuckled, his eyes locking onto Ruby. "And this must be the new Mrs. Ray. The lovely Ruby Bells. Or... should I say, the savior of Bells Oil?" He took her hand, kissing the back of it for a second too long. "The news of your father's sudden financial collapse reached all the way to France, darling. I must say, Alexander, I didn't think you were the charitable type to take on a charity case as a wife." A deadly fury flared in my gut. My jaw clenched so hard my teeth ached. I stepped forward to put Julian in his place, but before I could utter a single word, Ruby smoothly stepped into my line of sight.

At my surprise, she continued, “He's… not like us. Not as influential, but he's rich. He's wonderful and he really loves me. I can't pretend to go with this for much longer. Heck, I know you don't like me either.” I looked at our hands. "Yeah, I don't like you like that either,” I confessed. "I just went out with you because of my father.” She nodded in satisfaction. "You're really handsome though. I guess it'll be pretty difficult for you to find someone to love you, or someone you love at least." I immediately thought about Emily. “I don't know about that. With some effort, I think my love life will go well.” Angelina gave me a curious look, but didn't argue. She let go of my hands and too