Billionaire's Daughter Novels & Stories

She drops her hands at her sides, clenching them into fists. “You know what? I can have my dad, you know, the Valerian Everhart, billionaire, mogul, all-around rich man, invest in your father’s company. You know, he has a few measly millions to give out to the less fortunate. I’m sure a couple million will help you guys at home.” “Who the hell do you even think you are?!” “Someone much richer than you, baby girl.” “You think a few millions-“ “Billions.” I corrected, while staring at my nails.

Calvin:what do you mean. Nombulelo: Ntando ruined my life probably she's been happy with Ndumiso huh? I was the one who supposed to be her she should've been selling that fat body of hers so that she can slim and worse her father stole my father's diamonds why is it everything have to go in ntando's way.? Gumede; you were about to kill my daughter for a dick really you must be loving it moose to that extant pho.? Nombulelo: fuck you old man.

I would rather die first than see her get hurt. At twenty-eight, I am a proud billionaire because I have earned every single cent of everything I have. I have hundreds of plots with construction underway and hundreds of completed rentals. I have invested millions in a bank, and I am now the top shareholder in both the water and power companies. My daughter has remained my consolation in times of despair over the years, and I haven't given women any room in my heart until recently.

A man kissing my daughter like he owns her, I was jealous and happy at the same time. The family thought she would not be married soon, and here she is with one of the richest billionaires in New York with a lot of investments, a man who can settle our debts in a minute. I looked at my wife who was lost in her thoughts and my daughter, Scarlett who looked like she would start crying anytime soon. "I should be the one," I heard Scarlett mutter. I was shocked by her statement and I looked at her with piercing eyes for a moment. How dare she? How dare she say such with her mouth. I am still planning to caution her when she speaks again.

I bet she's in white heels. "I'm going to ask this once and don't even think of lying to me." She holds a dangerous glare meant to scare anyone but I don't cower away from her. Is it about the baby? I hope not. If it is then that means the Italian Mafia is involved in this since the princess is engaged to Sydney. "HEY!" I hear Bianca. Why am I zoning out a lot? "Ask away." I tell her sarcastically with a fake innocent smile and she rolls her eyes.

"What the hell are you talking about?" "It's quite simple, I want your daughter, I want to take care of her, and who knows, maybe this thing could last forever; as it stands, I don't see my future without her in it. I can make her very happy in life. Or you can leave her to the wiles of some young buck who might use and discard her..." "My daughter does not date." He was turning red with anger, and it gave me pause. There was something more going on here than just a man concerned with the welfare of his young daughter and more than the initial report had intimated though what we'd found was fucked up enough.

Mr Madison couldn't sleep that night, he kept tossing and turning in bed wondering if Sofia was still alive, He couldn't stop thinking about how Saul was hitting her with no remorse, surely it wouldn't be hard for him to kill her and at that moment, he knew he would never let that happen, The past few days, he had come to realize that he loved his daughter very much, in fact, he came to the conclusion that she was the only person that he truly cared about. He got out of bed when he failed to sleep and went to his study, he made himself a cup of black coffee and went to his computer, He immediately he opened it and went online, the first thing he saw there the headlines written under a new ar

I announced to the room without any signs of hesitation. "You have that kind of money in your bank account?" Uncle Robin asked with several long curve lines written all over his forehead. "Yes. I have that kind of money in my bank account." I said. "And the company owed me something big from the Europe business expansions. With just one call away, I can ruin the deal. It is not just five billion dollars that will be taken out from the company's wallet but hundreds of billions and the possibility of earning that kind of money." The announcement was a bit risky but I could not think of anything to help Malia. I can afford the five billion dollars but my companies are all I have, and I have bui

She asked, taking off her sunglasses while turning her attention to the people who were already taking pictures of her. Kemi scoffed and took off her sunglasses while walking closer to her. "Tasha, welcome to Nigeria. You're a Billionaire's daughter and so, you are in the spotlight already," she said with a smile as she rolled her big round eyes. "No, no.. I never wanted to be in the spotlight. I might go crazy again," she cried while shaking her head in disapproval. Kemi laughed and took hold of her hand. "Babe, you're the daughter of Mateo Steel, one of Africa's biggest! Chill, babe; and enjoy the spotlight," she teased as she dragged her hand along while t

But the whispers around me cut sharper than chalk. “Is she seriously starting college at her age?” “Maybe she flunked a dozen times.” “Or maybe she just couldn’t get in anywhere before.” "I heard that she is the famous billionaire's mistress" Laughter rippled. I stared straight ahead, chewing on the inside of my cheek. I wanted to scream that I had a six-year-old daughter I was raising on my own, that I’d worked jobs most of them couldn’t survive for a week, that I’d built a life out of nothing while they still lived off their parents’ wallets. But what good would it do?