Billionaire's Bunker Novels & Stories

But she would be prepared this time. The sleek black automobile sped through the evening traffic with experienced accuracy, making the trek to the underground bunker swift. A feeling of dread descended upon her as she stepped into the building. Once a place of refuge, the bunker now seemed to be the scene of sinister plots. Nathan had conducted the most nefarious operations here, plots that had fuelled the growth of his empire and ultimately played a role in its demise. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut through with a knife, and when she walked in, she saw Daniel pacing. With solemn looks, he was accompanied by some of her most loyal assistants. "What do we have?" With a stern

Alexander immediately stood on the back of his Queen's chair, acting as her absolute death pillar. "As I said to the wolf pawns before you..." Chloe said quietly, looking at the two old mortal lords with genuine pity. "...you guys are always wrong about where power lies. Guns and soldiers are not the strongest walls. Money is the foundation. My grandfather bribed the architect of this lousy bunker forty years ago before the first stone was laid. I mastered the blueprints before I had a finger to practice writing 'Vanguard'."

'Ok ma, so what do you have me do? 'There' s a billionaire I love and desire him my sister is an obstacle' 'I should get the obstacle out of the way' He is more interested in her than me' 'If you could Kidnap her, he would pay any ransom to get her back 'Wow, cool business' He grinned. 'And I can also have him solely to myself' 'Evil genius' he grinned slowly 'if he could get me pregnant, I would become ultimately part of his life' 'I should get you down first'

The other's start to fire business names at each other, all of them getting rejected before Tyler looks speaks, "What about Kingston's Ltd?" I choke on my water as I hysterically hit my chest to calm down. My eyes scan their appearances before looking back at Tyler, "No way!". At this point I was rejecting his idea but they all seemed to have misunderstood this as enthusiasm. "Oh my God, it's perfect. Wasn't the owner declared the richest person in the world like last year?" Lena screeches near my ear.

"That's exactly what I'm saying. When have I ever lied to you?" We're interrupting this broadcast to bring you breaking news. Earlier this week, Ryker Penn-New Trenadie's very own billionaire-along with several suspected members of the Amatucci crime family were seen disappearing into an abandoned government bunker. Willow Chase, daughter of renowned business man Winslow Chase, was seen being rushed from the bunker in an ambulance. Warning, some of these images are not suitable for young viewers. Camera footage from above showed Rafe, a pale and bloody Willow in his arms, as he raced from under the canvas to the waiting ambulances. The image of her blanched face and lax body burned into my b

I slightly laugh at her, "Hot? Isn't he like 50?" "50? No he's like 32 or something. Like I said youngest billionaire! You know you're lucky that you're Carl's assistant, the rest of us are dead. We all have to step up our A-game. I don't want to lose my job!" Nina says frantically. "C'mon! The guy can't be that bad right?" I ask. Nina simply shrugs. The guy can't be such a tyrant I mean, he can't right?

She calls as she jumps out of bed and heads off to the bathroom to clean up. A soft knock sounds at the door. “Just a minute Theo!” I call to him. Quickly pulling on my clothes, I move to the door and open it. “Sir, I am sorry to disturb you. I just wanted to let you know that the bunker is secure, and between you and the Kingdom, the bunker is secure. If you would be so kind as to open it so I can rest tonight, I would be grateful.” His eyes are not leaving the floor to look into the room to see what we were doing. “Nonsense,” Elnora calls, leaving the bathroom fully dressed in a sweatsuit that she must have claimed from the closet. “You can take one of the many rooms in this bunker.” “This

He paused and looked at me. “So bringing them here was the best option,” I asked and he nodded. “Yes, there is a secret bunker under this mansion that no one knows about except for us. Even Kamille does not know about it. Your Grandma Monica built it,” Father said. At least one fucking thing she did that has helped us. “We can send her the message now,” I said to my father. He nodded, picked up another phone and turned it on. The only numbers on the phone were Kamille's and the kidnappers.

She sounds so surprised. "Omg, you know him? Can you help me with him?" The other girl giggled. "Girl, are you kidding? He's like a famous CEO, and he's a freaking billionaire!" I sucked on my lower lip. Is that true? "I can't believe he's here right now. As far as I know, he's not from this city," I heard the girl add. "But I hope he's staying long as our professor and not just here for a project or something."

"A forest. I refuse to believe my father and his psychopathic group of friends slaughter werewolves in broad daylight." "No, they don't." The Asian man swallowed nervously, "There's a bunker in the forest. It's big enough to contain four thousand people." "A underground bunker in the forest. How strategic and smart of Jerome Nichols!" Cheyenne snorted and got up. "Please don't tell him I told you!" The Asian man begged as she opened the door. "I won't." Cheyenne shrugged, put on a face cap as well and jumped down from the van. She walked to the other side of the van and got into the front passenger seat.