Billionaire's Love Novels & Stories

She shouted, acting so serious that it made me wonder what her problem was with Kaiden. As it seemed, Kaiden was a very nice man. He had everything; looks, money, smartness, money, totally hot, money, an amazing person, money. Ignore my repetition of money. He was a Billionaire and it wasn't possible for him to be mentioned without his wealth showing off. "Get outta here, I'll do what I want." I hissed then walked away from her.

The woman continued in a cold tone. "A contract marriage with the CEO of Knight Group." Emily's mind went blank. The CEO of Knight Group. Everyone knew his name. Alexander Knight. The youngest billionaire in the country. Cold. Powerful. Untouchable. But also known as the most dangerous man in the business world. Emily swallowed nervously. "This… this must be a joke." "It's not." "If you marry him for one year, you will receive one million dollars." Emily’s heart almost exploded. One million. Her father's surgery would be nothing compared to that.

But before I could reply, his phone started to buzz on the nightstand. He ignored it. Then it buzzed again. And again. Finally, he sighed and reached for it. I watched as his face changed — calm melting into something sharper, darker. “What is it?” I asked. He didn’t answer. He just turned the screen toward me. Headline: “Billionaire Rand Calloway’s Secret Love Affair — Artist Exposed.” Below it was a photo of us — from last night. Me in his arms, rain falling like glitter around us. The headline glowed cruelly against the white background, and beneath it, smaller lines:

Leaving My Heart Behind Ecca's POV I adjusted my blazer again and looked at the big clock in the lobby. The room was busy with important business people talking, fancy lights hanging from the ceiling, and glasses making soft noises now and then. Tonight marked the 20th anniversary of Atlas Corporation, a day I had hoped to celebrate as Markos' wife, not just his secretary. Five years ago, I was Ecca Beaumont, the heiress to the Beaumont fortune, married to a man I thought loved me more than anything.

It is built on the hill’s slope, and it offers panoramic views of the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge, Manhattan’s skyline, and the Atlantic horizon. We currently live in one of the most expensive penthouses on Billionaire's Row but… ‘A mansion like this would be lovely when we have kids’ I thought. I look at Nathan and I see him typing on his phone. I can't tell that to him, we haven't even broached the topic of having children yet. I watched as the mansion was bid and later sold to Mr Richards for 250 million. Whoa, that's insane. When we get back to New York, I will make sure to have a talk about our future with Nathan. Now that everything is going smoothly, I don't know if he'd want to have kid

she said in a sad voice. "Why? Don't you want me anymore? Who do you love? The one with your child?" I asked curiously. It seems like cold water was poured on me with my own question. You thought someone was stabbing me again and again because of that. "No. Don't involve Luigi in this. He's out of our conversation." he said in a serious voice. My heart skipped a beat when I heard it. That's why that man seems familiar to me. By the way, Luigi Sanchez is one of the most famous Billionaires in the world. It's not like I'm in China anymore. Luigi is richer than we are.

“I guess you must be done with your work for today. Guess what I found out.” “Can't it just wait till we meet at the cove?” I asked, shaking my head at her dramatic voice. “No, it can't. I'm super excited right now. So, guess what I found while searching about your mysterious Billionaire boyfriend.” “I won't really say he is mysterious,” I told her. She tsked. “Aside from the fact that he is a Billionaire in a well-known automobile industry, what else can you say about him?” “He is handsome,” I replied dryly.

The tears, once symbols of despair, now reflected a cleansing process for emotional renewal. "Come here." Alexander whispered to his wife as he opened his arms for an embrace. As they continued to console each other, the room now appeared to be warm and calm. Alexander and Elizabeth emerged not weakened but stronger, their emotional bond now held in the authenticity that only shared discussions could bring. As the echoes of their quiet conversation lingered in the air, the couple, united in their journey, found comfort in the shared understanding that, even in the realm of billionaires world, the true riches lay in the unguarded moments of the heart.

he continued to plead. “We are professional hitmen, and we have never made a mistake with our target. You are Mr. Sam Arnault, a billionaire and heir of the famed chain art galleries in the country, Arnault and Kohn Art Galleries. You live in a gated community at 202 street, West avenue. You are rich enough to hire an army as your personal security detail, but you walk alone, preferring to be conspicuous and not draw attention to yourself. Should I continue?” the second man said.

He is so charming and caring yet I could have thought a lot worse than a spoiled filthy rich billionare. I know Liam built this company on his own so he probably went through a lot of troubles to get where he is. I have much more respect for him not only because he helped me when I was struggling that night but also because he is such a hard-working and talented individual. I wish there was a way I could pay back the favour and kindness he has showed me. But he has everything. What could he possibly want from me? That's what is confusing me most about all of this. I don't understand why he wants me around him. He could be with any other beautiful girl other than me.