Billionaire Short Stories Novels & Stories

Sandra’s POV “What?!” I gasped unbelievably at my father and stumbled backward as the word hit me right in my heart. “You heard him right. You cannot stay here. I cannot bring in my first daughter that the nation knows got married to the popular billionaire, Brian Fenandro. Have you ever thought this through?” My mother's angry voice filled the air as she glared at me in displeasure. “You cannot be a disgrace to me or this family,” She spat out and I gasped.

she smirked, an evil glint in her eyes. “But fuck! It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. I already arranged a deal with some horny older man but you got lucky by sleeping with that hot billionaire. You bitch! I bet you don’t remember him, good, cause I’m not helping you find him. Go raise your baby alone” she smirked. “H-how could you?” I stuttered. My tears were uncontrollable and I was glad not much where paying attention to my ongoing drama. “Fuck. You. Bitch” Cara sneered. She picked up her purse and exited the cafe.

"How were your parents?" "They were pretty cool people. I didn't spend much time with them but when I did, I'd have the best time," she said with a small smile. "I'm sorry if my question was too personal." "It wasn't." She laughed. "I'm happy that you're interested in them though." "Your turn," I reminded. "What are your thoughts on love?" She asked and my gaze turned curious. "Why are you asking me that?" "I'm just curious as to why the sexy billionaire prefers stringless relationships outside his family."

not like it matters to me, but it will be a shame if he was single “Hey earth to Isabella, what are you thinking about, she asked snapping her fingers in my face. “Oh, yeah, I have heard of them, so what? I don’t see what the big deal “Um, excuse me, I heard a voice say from behind me. Turning around to see the rich billionaire walking towards us “Can I talk to you for a few minutes, maybe grab something to eat. I was lost for words, what does a billionaire want to possibly talk to me about.

Commencing Startup Protocols… His heart pounded. This had to be a prank. A virus. Something. “System?” he whispered, voice shaking. ✅ Installation Complete. Welcome to the Trillionaire System, Ethan Reyes. You are now the designated host of the world’s most advanced wealth-generation A.I. Mission: Become the richest man in your country. Time limit: None. Support: Unlimited. “Wait, what?” Ethan sat upright. Rewarding host with starter package… 💵 $10,000,000.00 deposited to temporary account.

He had fallen, now not from a building, but for a lady who had seen thru the facade to the person underneath. And as he stood there, the billionaire with the whole thing and not anything, he realized that Ella Jameson had ended up with his greatest tale, one which he changed into the handiest just starting to write.

With an illustrious career spanning decades, he stands as a testament to what unwavering determination, exceptional intelligence, and a relentless pursuit of excellence can achieve. Kunal Richchand's journey to becoming a billionaire business magnate is a remarkable tale of ambition meeting opportunity. From humble beginnings, he forged his path through the complex landscape of modern business, consistently demonstrating a sharp intellect and a keen ability to navigate the most intricate challenges. His meteoric rise to prominence serves as an inspiration to aspiring entrepreneurs and leaders worldwide.

I wiped the chocolate off my palm with my tongue. "Sara, are you starting a new story?" He seemed interested in hearing about my latest story. "Yes, I had inspiration for my new story last night." I told him with excitement. "So what's the plot of the story?" "Billionaire and his naughty authoress." My new book's title made him cough loudly. "Is it about us, Sara?" "No, it's a mixture of the two earlier stories I wrote." I was ecstatic as I told him about my new story.

Clenching tightly unto my heart, at last the City's famous cold hearted billionaire couldn't take it anymore and cried ever so horribly. Damn, what a shitty story indeed!

he repeats, eyes boring into mine. I can't help the slamming of my heart, or the smirk on my lips that matches his. “Hmmmm.” I say, not once taking my eyes off him, “Surely you can do better than that? I heard you're a billionaire.” The smirk on his lips pulls into a dazzling smile, “2 million then?” I fold my hands, “Try again.” He narrows his eyes, loving the challenge, “A billion.” The crowds' gossip rises to a crescendo.