Billionaire's Scandal Novels & Stories

Adan Cheriton, the country's youngest billionaire. Every woman wants him in bed but he hardly looks at others. This is Becky's chance of having a good time with her boss and this means an additional eight thousand dollars in her bank account by just giving her body to him for a few minutes. Before Adan could turn, Becky is already undressed. "Good." He said to her as he admired her body. "Hmm…not bad. Where have you been all these while?" He asks her, not recognizing such a beauty for a long time.

"The world is going to go crazy for these designs." "I want them to," I said. "I want my name to be so big that he can't turn on a TV without seeing my face." Just then, Lilith ran into the room, holding her tablet. Her face was pale. "Hazel! Bryan! You need to see this," she cried, her voice trembling. I took the tablet. It was a news notification from a California business blog. The headline made my blood run cold. "Billionaire Damien Reyes Involved in Major Scandal: Claims Ex-Wife Stole Millions and Kidnapped His Unborn Heir."

People she once called friends were reposting the scandal with captions like ‘Never expected this from her. Her hand shook as she turned the phone off completely. She wanted to disappear. Across the city, in a glass-walled penthouse overlooking the Thames, Roy Sinclair nursed a cup of black coffee, scrolling through his phone with a grim expression. “Mate, you’re trending everywhere,” his friend Aaron said from the couch, smirking. “Not the kind of PR you like, huh? ‘Mystery Billionaire Spends Night with Bride-to-Be.’ Classic.” Roy shot him a sharp glare. “It’s not funny.”

Fucking twats. “How in the fucking hell did they know about this?” I flared up. How many people even knew about this? Robin and Lana would never go running to media houses, fuck no! Unless… unless Lois did. I slammed my hand hard on the table, making Anne jump a little. That fucking bitch! I roved my eyes through the bullshit stretched in front of me, Robin would never forgive me if she saw this. Is Billionaire CEO Jack McCullen a Father? Secret Child Scandal: Can a Billionaire CEO Keep It Together?

I felt the hot liquid splash across my bare feet, but I barely reacted. “…the scandal rocking the nation this morning,” a woman’s voice said over the photos, “when pictures of a billionaire’s very public encounter with a woman of… let’s say, ‘questionable occupation,’ surfaced last night on TMZ.com. That very billionaire, Connor Templeton – of the famously rich family – will be joining us via live feed in just a few minutes from Los Angeles to explain his side of the story.” I sank weakly onto the couch and watched, my stomach churning, as more pictures of my enraptured face flashed across the screen.

Crish showed seriousness in his facial expression so Camellia could trust him again. “Don’t pretend to be sorry like this, I know, you don’t feel sorry at all. You are still afraid of losing all of your wife’s assets, right? The proof is that you are still afraid if I reveal all the scandals that you have done to me in the past, isn’t that right, Mr. Billionaire?” Camellia laughed evilly. It seems that she is no longer easy to be deceived because she has learned more from experience.

May added and everybody began to flip through the pages. On the doctor's report, it was stated that she had been rushed to the hospital because of a complication. She had tried to get an abortion and had gone to a quack hospital which led to complications. Most of the people who were reading it began to have disgusting looks on their faces. The further they read, the more they believed. May and Lily exchanged looks and felt proud of themselves. Outside, they were crying but they both knew what they were doing. "I don't know if any of you remembered but, some years ago, news spread about how Isabella had slept at a hotel at the age of sixteen. It was a very shameful incident and my husband co

Almighty Daemon in his glass tower with his pressed suits and his pack and his obsession that he's not even smart enough to be honest about. He sat forward. Elbows on the table. Eyes on the middle distance. The laugh fading into something quieter and more focused — the specific clarity of a man who had been handed a wound and had decided what to do with it. Twenty billion dollars. His company. His board. His name on a news ticker beneath the word scandal because a wolf had decided a hand on a water glass was an offense worth answering. He hadn't forgotten.

She shunned him, not wanting that kind of thought in her head. He nodded. "So about..." "We should tell them." Elena interrupted him since it was the only thing on her mind. Alex blinked. "Are you...sure? We could just wait for the time that you're..." "I know you're not a patient man, Alex, and it's amusing you're trying to be patient, but now is the right time to spill it, and hopefully they'll know the kind of arrogant jerk their father is." Alex chuckled. "Use people to make money...how far is Xander from being an arrogant smart billionaire like his father? The apple didn't fall far from the tree. He's a chip off the old block." He stated, burying his hands in his blank pantsuit pockets.

Jackson “What in the hell were you thinking?” The sound of the newspaper hitting Jackson Weathers’ desk was almost as loud as Jane’s question. Jackson looked up from his work to see a very angry woman glaring at him. “Just what in the hell were you thinking?” Jane repeated, her voice low and dangerous. She motioned to the newspaper. “Do you know how hard I have been working to change your image? And then you go and pull this shit?” Jackson glanced down at the paper to see the headline: “BILLIONAIRE PUBLIC SEX SCANDAL.” He had made front page news. Again.