Billionaire's Masquerade Full Movie Novels & Stories

He didn't close the door, but instead waited till I stepped in as well. I walked in , and took my seat first. It was even more uncomfortable when he had to sit next to me. All eyes were on me at first because of how I was dressed, but father called back their attention. The meeting started, and shockingly I found out a lot that I didn't know about the young man I had met earlier. He was Alessandro Romero, Italy's wealthiest billionaire, and a good friend of billionaire Hayden. I cocked my head sideways as I couldn't stop staring so marvelously at him.

"Unfortunately I do, I've had the displeasure for the past few weeks of wading through your filth. I have the children you sold away into captivity by the way. By the end of tomorrow the whole world is going to know what you are not to worry." He struggled against his restraints and swore a blue streak. Demented fuck. I stood back and let him tire his old ass out. Funny, up close he didn't look like either of his personas. Not the great senator, nor the axis of evil. Instead he looked like a sixty five year old degenerate down on his luck.

"Let her go!" Just as her uncle set his eyes on the man, he instantly released his hand in fear and trepidation and Jennifer slumbed on the floor. He knew who the man was and what he is capable of. The man standing before him is the most ruthless and feared Billionaire. His name is Mike Zacklid. He is strong, very tough to deal with and always with arm. The only billionaire who live and journey with no single armed guards. He dosen't need security. He wears bullet proof suits which costs millions of dollars. He is skilled and fast enough to dodge a fired bullet. He is mysterious and powerful. Nobody dares stands on his way. Fighting him is just like digging your own grave.

One if the photographers said as they all took pictures of them. Meanwhile, Vivian Oscar and Peter were also at the red carpet. As Vivian stood there swelling with anger as Regina and Jack took all the attention away from her, Peter recognized Regina standing beautifully beside Jack. Regina also noticed him and their eyes met but she turned away and concentrated on her date, Jack. Peter was shocked to see Regina in an event like this and with the youngest Billionaire in the whole of New York. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement as they entered the grand hall. Jack, impressed by Regina's choice, couldn't help but compliment her.

he smiled. "Stop calling me that Grandpa" Mason frowned and the old man only chuckled. "Forcing you to get married wasn't a bad idea after all, come here" the old man hugged him but he didn't bother returning the hug. "Hey I haven't seen you before, you are you?" Rosa asked when she saw Miguel looking at the stage where Mason and his Grandpa were standing. He was shocked to see the hidden billionaire's face, turns out the years of wearing a nose mask weren't a waste, he was so handsome.

"Because it's true duh. I never lie to you." "You know you're really annoying." May said jokingly. "You're lucky you're my little brother. If you weren't, I might actually punch you." Mason laughed. "You love me, you know you do. So are you going to accept the invitation?" May thought for a moment. "I mean... It could be nice to meet up with someone who's actually interested in talking to me for once. So yeah, I'll go." "That's the spirit." Mason said triumphantly. "I promise you that this guy is not a serial killer or a kidnapper. He's just your ordinary, nothing suspicious billionaire."

It was the annual Masquerade Ball , an exclusive charity event where the city’s elite shed their everyday identities for one decadent night of anonymity. Isabelle Moreau adjusted the delicate black lace mask over her eyes, her pulse fluttering with nervous excitement. At 31, she was the quiet, devoted wife of tech executive Nathan Moreau. She rarely attended events like this without him, but Nathan had been called away on urgent business and insisted she go. “Have fun for once,” he had said with a distracted kiss on her cheek. She felt exposed in her deep emerald gown. The silk hugged her full breasts and flared at her hips, with a daring slit that revealed one smooth, toned leg with every s

Sophia forced herself to remain calm until the men finally left. Only after closing the door did she release the breath she had been holding. For a moment, she simply stood there in silence while staring at the pile of unpaid bills resting on the table. The weight of everything suddenly felt unbearable. SOPHIA MILLER never imagined that one wrong door would ruin the life she had spent years trying to hold together. The rain outside poured heavily against the dark streets of Manila, turning the city cold and restless by midnight. Inside the club, however, everything remained alive—dim lights, expensive liquor, loud laughter, and people rich enough to waste money like it meant nothing.

Call me first thing. I ignored it and pulled up T*****r. And there it was. Still photos. Clear, crisp, taken from inside Liam’s penthouse. Me. Standing at the door, hugging him goodbye. His hand on my back, my face against his shoulder. The captions were brutal. “Secret Lovers?” “Amy’s Fake Engagement Exposed?” “Billionaire Beauty Plays Both Sides.” I dropped the phone onto the couch, my stomach churning. I could already imagine Bruce seeing it, the board seeing it, the world eating it alive.

I have my father's features, dark brown hair, green eyes, 6"2' height. We both are ruthless killers. The only thing I got from my mother was loyalty to my family and loved ones. Rest was given to my younger brother. Today is the charity event held by Arthur Logan, a pain in the ass, he has a debt of two million which he had to repay by the end of the month but this bitch decided to delay. So I and my men will have to give him something to remember, not for the next time cause there will be none. He is obliviously enjoying his liquor at the party, while his wife and son are in my hold. I get ready for the event and get in the limo, my men in their cars follow me.