Billionaire's Long-lost Angels Novels & Stories

His fingers closed tightly around hers, holding her hand with care, strength, and devotion. Below them, the great city kept moving. The cars kept driving, the streetlights began to turn on, and the busy world went on as it always did. But up on the high terrace, everything had changed. Greg was no longer the lonely billionaire hiding behind a cold wall, and Ariana was no longer running away from her past. They were standing together, ready to face whatever came next, hand in hand.

Annoyed, I glanced at the screen, but what I saw made my blood go cold. We were making the headlines in bold fonts. I picked up the phone, scrolling through the notifications, and every new alert made me sicker. There were paparazzi shots. We had tried to be very discreet with all the court drama, how did the paparazi get wind of it? The captions were vicious and disheartening and blood left my face. “Billionaire CEO’s Mistress Playing Mommy in court.” “Secret Nanny, Secret Lover or Secret Mother?” “A fight for motherhood- Would the Nanny be found worthy?”

“ However, I don't know what happened to him. He just went quiet and no one ever heard from him for the past ten years. And all of a sudden, he just pops up like nothing ever happened. I didn't believe you were coming back in the game when you called and told me that you were coming back mate. I have been waiting to hear from you for years. I tried to call you but you were out of touch and there were many speculations about your disappearance. William complained. “ Where are your brothers? Are they coming too?” William asked, darting his eyes around as though he was expecting more people. Xavier's heart ached upon the mention of his brothers. “ No, they won't be coming. It's just me and my g

Instead, she looked straight at the handsome young man in front of her. She knew that Mr. Dickson had a distinguished guest here today, so she came to make friends. Little did she know that it was Damien Wolfe, the heir to the Wolfe family with a net worth of hundreds of billions. She apologized on behalf of her assistant and said, "Mr. Damien, I'm sorry for my assistant's recklessness. I will apologize to you on her behalf." Ciara was wearing a V-neck long dress, and when she lowered her head, the neckline was visible.

he replied and then redrew this hand from mine, I kind of felt disappointed when his hand left mine. Wait, why am I disappointed? I shouldn't... Right, but his large hand felt so good and warm on my small hand. "Oh brother, you guys are acting so formal like you are dealing with a business or something, brother meet Latia, my bestest friend and your marriage date and Latia meet my brother Alexander, now cut it off, of calling each other Mr. Colton and Ms. Evan, also for your information brother, she is a Samson not Evan," Casendra spoke out loud which made everyone laugh except for Mr. Co... I mean Greek God.

I was going to delete my notes about how I planned my life to be a month after I started at Fire and Desire but something held me back while looking at the notes in a very fancy font and highlights •Become a successful and published author •Travel the world with the man I love •Earn enough money to pay Mama’s debts and get back our house. •Renovate the house ❤️ •QUIT FIRE AND DESIRE; all in a bold font and underlined I shut my laptop off as my eyes eyes well up with tears as I remembered how I became Angel *Flashback; Seven years ago* “Please Mr. Johnson, just let me stay for a week! I can pay the bank soon enough!” I cried as I held a backpack and a luggage “I’m sorry Safina but your mother

He picked it up and after listening, his face suddenly turned white then green, as he turned to give me a look of horror before rushing out. Everyone focused on his back as they were so confused. I smiled and then wiped my lips. Yes, I had done this! I had met with the Mayor and also planned to play this. Project F was like a charity. Though they can gain fame, it is a loss of money and would only be better with people trying to win a position, like the president. But Mark, who is a businessman, had brought Project F with Billions and two important clubs. Just thinking about it made me chuckle in delight. But then the auction continued but k could still see people sneakingly looking at me.

He had always been my biggest protector since childhood. I could help Nigel if he let me. Yet Angel suddenly burst into a loud round of laughter the next second. She laughed so hard that her body was rocking from back to forth. “You? You help Nigel?” she cried and walked towards me, “Do you have any idea how much he owned? I bet you haven’t seen that much money in your entire life!” She showed me three fingers. I quivered and made a random guess, “…Three billion?” Angel froze as though she didn’t think I was capable of making such a wild guess. Then she quickly arranged her look and snapped, “Three million! How about that? You don’t even worth one third of that if we sell you to a hundred me

"They told you that? I spent months looking for you! I thought you hated me. I thought you took the money and ran." Valeriana gasped. "What money? I never took a cent!" The realization hit them both at once. They had been played by Silas Vane from the very start. The old man had built a wall of lies between them, and they had both believed it. "He’s going to pay for that," Logan whispered, his voice dark with a promise of revenge. They got out of the car and took a private elevator straight to the top floor. The penthouse was huge, filled with white furniture and glass walls that showed the whole city. It felt cold, like a museum.

He chuckled softly “You don’t read the Times I guess?” I shook my head “I’m more likely to be found reading a book than a newspaper.” “Angel, Cartridge Construction was the most profitable New York company for the past 5 years, on paper, I’m a billionaire a few times over.” I gulped. My father had crossed the Millionaire mark a few years back with some savvy investing but I had no idea about their neighbors. “I would have thought your parents would have moved to Greenwich or New England with those kinds of funds.”