Billionaire's Long-lost Angels Novels & Stories

We spent weeks afterwards cleaning up the mess those two had left behind. That's when we found out we'd only touched the tip of the iceberg. The filth ran far and wide and by the time we'd scraped the bottom of the barrel we'd unearthed names of dignitaries and high ranking businessmen and women not only here but abroad. The most horrific thing I think was how far back the shit had gone. We're talking a century or more here. The fuckery read like a Victorian novel, maybe something people would've read to their kids to put fear in them and keep them in line.

he snapped. Angel had enough of the bragging of the Hosa family boys “Park, you have become so great, that I am now invisible before you” Angel snorted coldly. Park's face changed drastically, although Angel's background can't compare to the Hosa family, but, her assets alone are worth trillions of dollars, and she also has the backing of the governor of Manila, and many connections from the Capital, the Hosa family before her, was just like a fly comparing itself to a bird.

"Alive. Safe. Like myself again." Something shifted in my chest at her words—a loosening of tension I hadn't realized I was carrying. Dangerous. This woman was dangerous to the careful control I'd maintained for years. "Marco's finished his investigation into George," I said, deliberately changing the subject. Angel's expression shuttered. "And?" "He's in financial trouble. Taking loans from questionable sources. The trust fund you mentioned would have been a convenient solution." She sighed, running a hand through her already disheveled hair. "That explains the sudden romantic gestures."

Harm's Length Callum’s pov “Are you sure you had them delivered;” I question, running my hands through my hair. “ i did; the private investigator replied “ Then why is she leaving town? find out, and this time, do it right if you have to buy all the luxury bags in the world and deliver them to her doorstep to stop her, THEN DO It!!” I angrily slammed my phone on the table. Why was she leaving so soon, from what I gathered she is in Los Angeles for a tour

Anyone can tolerate just about anything for two months. The truth was, the Hamptonites and the Townies disliked each other but they had been using each other for so many generations they became dependent. Like a dysfunctional symbiotic relationship. And it turned out they sometimes had common interests that united them. Like their mutual hatred of The Billionaires Club. The Billionaire’s Club was exclusive and had only two thousand members worldwide. The entry f*e? Be a billionaire. Members of the B-Club had so much wealth it created a gravitational pull and anyone within range was sucked into their Super Nova of alternate realities. A wonderful place where they were entitled to anything the

Ferisha knew very well how Valentino felt because he must be very annoyed with two men who could easily get out even though their mistake was quite big and this makes him angry. "How much did it cost them to free themselves?" asked Valentino in a trembling voice which meant he was holding back his anger. Ferisha scratched the part of her ear that didn't itch as if it was difficult to tell the amount of money that Valentino meant. "About forty billion." Valentino was wide-eyed in shock that even himself, who had just suffered a loss of one hundred billion, was a bit dazed especially since these two didn't seem as rich as him but could spend a huge amount of money for their freedom.

“Oh, I can assure you, we’re actually cool about it. You’re right; none of these are a secret, but still, most people don’t go around spilling tea with someone they barely know. Good friends can rib and banter with no holds barred, but people who are less than that? They shut up. Oh, and you mentioned being in Will’s beachside villa party that night? I honestly don’t remember seeing your face there. Of course, it could be because no one’s noticed you at all, since it was a packed party, while you never had a commanding presence.” It was Angel’s turn to look peeved. “Oh, wow, look at you! I get it. God forbids plebs like me from hurting the ‘feewings’ of anyone who married into the top 1%, hu

Grant smirks at Ellis who grumbles but doesn’t argue further. “I calculated the missing money, after Ellis found account number twelve and I added its transfer history to my previous total I came back with a figure. Angel according to what we have here, those thieving bastards owe you 2 billion in embezzled money.” Angel says quietly. After she finishes speaking the room becomes pin-drop silent. 2 Billion?! They’ve stolen 2 Billion from me, at the very least, my mind is made up I am going to ruin these men who thought they could swindle my family and get away with it just because my parents are dead, and I was missing all these years.

I was almost certain that it was all visible in the gaze I had at that very moment. I closed my eyes as I tried to summon my sanity. Then I opened them and formed a smile. "I'm glad that it all worked out well for our boss. Angelica got what she deserved." Michelle nodded. "Mr. Hart advanced to the list of the hottest billionaire bachelors, and the hottest men ever alive as well. And Angelica… She just lost her contract with one of the cosmetic companies." Her smile widened. "In moments like this one, I believe that justice exists."

"I can handle it, but sometimes my patience just runs out." I gently patted her back, noticing her hands were shaking from anger. Her anger issues were acting up again. "What are they talking about? Why aren't they paying attention to you?" I asked, noticing she had calmed down. "It's still about the missing billionaire. It's all over social media. It's still the hot topic since last week. Especially now, since they’re offering a reward for anyone who finds or sees him. So, people are going all out looking for him," Lean explained.