Billionaire's Love Novels & Stories

she reasoned but he didn't pay any heed to her. "I would have waited but when I saw the news that Mayank came back to India and he is now married to my love, I just couldn't stay silent di. You know how much I love her and I can go to any extent to get her back in my life" he answered and pressured on the last line his eyes glued on her photo which he had on his phone.

"Century gold-digger. Give him an Oscar." "How much are you willing to wager that he's signed a pre-nup? Oh wait, there ain't no 'nup'!" "He's not in love with him, he's in love with the AmEx Black Card. Wake up, people." "#TheBillionairesLover is about to pass out. Guess the price of authenticity is pretty steep, huh?"

The plan that had been in place before the first conversation and the ninety seconds it had taken for the plan to become irrelevant. I told her about the full scale of the wealth. The real number. Not the softened version or the managed version but the actual figure that put the word billionaire in a different category entirely and required a different word that didn't exist yet so the people closest to him had invented one. I told her about Kelvin's gym and the photograph Ella had found and the three second silence on the phone when I had asked whether Maria had ever met Kelvin. I told her about the call at midnight. I'm still marrying you.

She exclaims frustratingly. Orlando must be out of his freaking mind and Kaycee wasn’t any better in helping the situation, it could be a trick to blow their cover. Evidently, Orlando came from a rich powerful family, it wouldn’t be an issue suing their asses for theft. “Some men do, Thelma. I am a man also and I fall in love.” Thelma raised an eyebrow at him. “Fine, I… I haven’t found love yet, it doesn’t mean other men don’t find love at first sight.” He tries to defend.

Katherine wiped away the tears that rolled down her cheeks with the back of her palm. I swore to forget about you even though I knew you would be somewhere in the world, enjoying your life. I finally had the courage to search for you on the internet one day and lo and behold, you did not disappoint me. You were one of the most successful men in the states, you were married to the daughter of a billionaire and you had a kid. You had it all and I assumed you were literally living your best life.”

You can break myself heart in two, but when it heals, it beats for you. Selena Gomez November❤❤ Now, I know why I've never been to one of these things. It's an excuse for rich people to come and flaunt their money and talk about nothing but money and properties. We've been here for just and hour and I feel like going back to the comfort of my bed although, I'd only feel bad for my dress and the way I look today.

The blood thirst emanating from him was scary. "What's up with him?" She spoke to herself and retreated her steps. Afraid that he would harm her, he left without a good bye. The corners of his eyes suddenly became red from anger. What had he missed? Did she have a boyfriend?? A man??? In her home??? He punched the back of the tree nearest to him in anger. It seems his men had been slacking and needed to be punished. He got into his Bentley, hidden by the trees. It was rare to see such an expensive car in the countryside. He wanted a low profile especially when trying to woo Anita. He drove back speedily.

“Let me know that what you said over the phone was not true. You wouldn’t go behind our backs to get married to that boy.” I didn’t want to get into an argument with him, especially when he was sitting on a hospital bed, but I really wanted to know what he held against Ethan and his family, aside the fact that they didn’t have a solid reputation. “Ethan loves me,” I simply told him, taking fistfuls of my dress and trying to control my tears. “I will do anything for him, and he will do the same.” Dad only shook his head. “I want you out of here,” he said. “Since you’re already married and have decided to have it your way, just leave.”

The day had started like any other room service trays, the smell of chamomile tea but the TV altered everything. BREAKING NEWS FROM MANILA," the voice of the reporter announced in clean English across the flicker of monitors. "A confidential family source has exposed stunning accusations that Charles Billion, the billionaire heir, and academic Fiona Generys married after a contractual agreement one made in return for the medical care of Generys' daughter.".

The house was still, hushed, almost gentle. I sat on the couch and scrolled. Not for anything in particular. Just… something. A distraction. The kind you search for when your chest feels tight and you don’t know if it’s grief or exhaustion pressing on your ribs. That’s when I saw it. A blog headline. “Billionaire’s Nanny: Savior or Social Climber? The Curious Case of May Hemlings.” My thumb hovered. Then I tapped. The page loaded slowly. Every second an anvil.