Billionaire's Son Novels & Stories

Am trapped in between Brian and Carlos and his family. Truly,am a Billionaire's daughter inlaw. Brian my ex boyfriend and Carlos my contract husband. Such a life. "Okay take care bye!"I replied in a hurry as I noticed that Brian message has poop in. After Carlos left,I breathed erratically looking at the message. "Let meet at the restaurant near the shopping mail"I read the message and hiss. I have to settle this issue with him. He can't come back after so many years to torment my life.

I smile as I watch his back disappear behind the doors. I walk into my walk in closet and take out one of my Louis Vuitton dresses and heels and some diamond chain with matching earrings and bracelets. Yes you guessed right,I am a billionaire and a billionaire's daughter. Yes,my daddy is richest man in the USA. Daddy owns alot of oil companies and also car companies around the world. Mom is a socialite and author. I am the only daughter of Gabriel Jones and Fernanda Jasmine Jones. I have one younger brother who lives with my parents.

“Justin Adams as in Jac Adams’s son?” Pride swelled in Adrienne’s heart. “Yes.” “What? You know this guy?” Her mother seemed surprised. “If you read business news and Forbes’ magazines, Marina, you would know who he is. They own Adams Industries. Adrienne, your boyfriend is… a billionaire. A third-generation billionaire.” “It’s a common name! Maybe we’re not even talking about the same person!” her mother hissed. “We’re talking about the same person, Mom. My boyfriend is the heir of Adams Industries. I’m sure of it. He’s quite famous here in Manhattan. And I’ve been on his private jet, so there’s no doubt he is what Dad says he is.”

Not only was the man not crippled as she had believed, he was the popularly known BENZO too! The anonymous billionaire who had been trending for the last five years. “T… there must be a glitch somewhere. I can’t believe this is happening. Never. This is… this is a lie!” She cried out. “What?” Aaron snapped his brows together and then stood up. “How can he be Benzo? Do you know what it means to be that person? Benzo is known to be the richest tycoon in the…” “Are you concerned about that and not the fact that my son can actually walk?!” He hollered and he flinched.

“Yes. Aunty Sonia saved us that night. He thought you died in my womb, so I had to keep you a secret.” “Was that why you always warned me to avoid strangers?” Tyler asked softly. “Yes, T. I swore to keep you safe.” “But, why didn’t he want us?” “I don’t know, sometimes rich people sometimes don’t want to associate with the poor.” “What do you mean, Mom?” “Your dad is a wealthy billionaire. And people like him sometimes, they do not want to be seen with the lower class.” Tyler blinked. “A billionaire?” “Yes.” “So, I’m the son of a billionaire?”

“Isn’t it expensive to check-up with her?!” “Daddyyyy and mommy’s 2 are here! Don’t worry; I’ll take care of all the expenses!” Ian reassured her. Ian was indeed wealthy; he had been since birth. They often teased him about having a golden spoon in his mouth. He didn’t even need to work because the savings his parents had put in his account were enough for him to live comfortably. The friends continued chatting and planning what they needed to buy and where to place the baby once he or she arrived. The apartment, which had been filled with emotions earlier, was now filled with excitement as they thought about the items they needed to purchase for the baby.

"Hey, Old Man. What 'wife' are you talking about? My beloved Mommy is only mine! I’m going to marry her when I grow up! You don't get to just come in here and call her your wife." Silas just laughed again, shaking his head. He didn't seem bothered by my outburst. In fact, he looked charmed. Just a moment ago, he had been the serious, strict billionaire I saw on the news, and now he was acting like a kid, just because he found out he had a son. It was confusing.

“The boy is entitled to know he’s the son of a billionaire.” “You’re being stupid in your conclusion,” Antonella replied in a whisper, needing to stop and calm down if she wanted to find a solution. “You’re not helping me at all by making that kind of comment.” “What do you want me to say?” For various reasons, her voice was low, and she panicked as she hissed. “If you would rather not tell him the truth, stay in the city and get a better job. You know that only here are the best opportunities.”

" His dad proudly said. At the same moment, Ella Mila and Kathy were chatting with each other, while taking occasional sips of wine. "I'm so glad grandpa finally collaborated with the Danvers, now our family will be the 4th richest in the city in just mere months. " Kathy enthusiastically said. "True that, I bet mom and dad are going to increase our monthly allowances…. now that our family is going to be earning billions every year." Mila said, nonchalantly sipping on her drink.

I wonder, though, how mature she could be at her age? If all I'd wanted were a quick fuck it wouldn't matter that she was three months short of eighteen. I would just go for it, slake my lust, and be done, but I felt the need for something more. My every instinct screamed at me to tread carefully. I always follow my instincts, and that's why I am where I am at such a young age. Old money might have been my foundation, but what I did with what I had is what makes me a force to be reckoned with. Her father is a high-ranking cop in their small town on the outskirts of the city. I wonder why she was coming here for school then? They had to have a school where she lived.