Billionaire Son In Law Novels & Stories

If I did, he would never let go. Sadists were like that. And Leon was the biggest sadist I knew. ========= Marcus’ POV. “Who went to his office?” “Leon Ralis.” “Who the fuck is Leon Ralis?” “Son of Sir Sinclair, the billionaire whose fortune is steeped in the art world, leading philanthropist and donor for tech development.” I stared at Shaw, my consigliere. He held my gaze. I knew the name, Sinclair. But I couldn’t understand why his supposed son, who didn’t bear the family name, was visiting Jayden, when the other son, the younger one, who did, was already working with Jay, on whatever contract they had signed.

Ranked number four among the world’s richest men and the unrivalled number one in Nashville, he was more than just wealthy- he was beloved, a figure whose success had become the pride of a city of nine hundred thousand people. By his side, his wife, Elena Hemsworth, was poise personified. Her ivory gown emulated simplicity, her beauty warm and dignified, the perfect contrast for her husband's imposing figure. By her side trotted their ten-year-old son, Timothy, his big boy's grin as he clung to his father's hand. With dark hair, bright eyes, and a chest that swelled with youthful pride, Timothy already looked the part of an heir. In his eyes, Alexander was more than a father- he was the mode

Ethan said flatly. His voice was full of disgust. “Obsession often is,” Cole said. “Vanessa and Dylan were paid. Large amounts of money were funneled through that shell company. They didn’t share Sienna’s obsession, but they were happy to profit from it.” “Who funded the shell company?” I asked. “Theo never found the original source.” Cole’s expression changed slightly. “He did, actually. Yesterday.” Everyone straightened. “It traces back to a private account,” Cole said carefully. “Belonging to someone named Gerald Whitmore.”

“I hope Lawrence doesn’t find you. Move to a different place after your grandfather’s surgery.” “That’s exactly what I’m thinking. I’m scared he might look for me. I don’t even know anything about them. I don’t know what they’re capable of.” “For your information, Lawrence is a billionaire. He’s the only son and his father is in the Mafia.” I was speechless after Sir Anthony dropped me off. The words billionaire and Mafia kept echoing in my head. “Are you alright, my dear?” My grandfather tapped me gently and sat beside me. “If you're worried about the money for my treatment---”

What was not usual is, her not arguing despite his looks. I stared at her and her behaviour. Then, it rang a bell in my head and I whipped my head towards the man in front of me as the realisation washed over me. Christian Brown. Son of Matthew Brown and the sole heir of his business. They own the majority of the hotels and restaurants in the city. I've also seen his photo once in a magazine about young billionaires. Wait!! Did I just get myself into a fight with some billionaire?? No, you have just planned your murder in a perfect way. My subconscious stated.

I asked her. "Yes, he wants a billionaire CEO as his son in law. I fell in love with Harris. He is CEO of his construction company but not a billionaire. He is a fresh face in the business industry." She said. I nodded and poured ourselves juice in the glass. I put it on the small table with four chairs around it. "So what are you going to do next?" I asked her. She left the sauce and held up her hand, showing me a mountain of a diamond on her ring finger. Her smile was so broad.

The woman smiled faintly, "Of course. How can I not know? He used to be very famous in his thirties. He's been on the news a lot. Very successful handsome rich businessman. Many women have been after him since his wife died. But sadly nothing can make him fall in love again." Vesa listened carefully and his heart became more and more hurt. Many people knew about his father, while he didn't even know anything. He felt like a stupid son. "Ah, sorry. It seems I talk too much. I shouldn't have spoken like that in front of his son. Gosh, I couldn't help myself when I met that famous billionaire's son," said the woman and she quickly paid for her groceries at the other cashier. Vesa just nodded po

The staff, done with caution, moved in to throw me out. I broke free from their grip, my voice a low growl. "Back off. Don't touch me. I'm here with Jim Lawrence, the billionaire. He's my dad!" Laughter rippled through the onlookers. Henry, smirking, could not resist a jab. "The billionaire's son? That's a Branford University grad who's practically running the Lawrence empire after just two years back home.

Jennifer said and Amanda nodded, she didn’t want to let on the fact that she knew who he was and in fact they went to the same high school. “He’s a billionaire’s son is what I’m sure of and the youngest brother to Ethan Hatton, they’re this big conglomerate family. They’re quite popular among the elites and he comes here often” “That lady he was with? Are they together?” This particular one, Amanda wasn’t sure of, she was still new to New York’s gossip. This time, Jennifer’s big blue eyes had a weird glint to it and she pulled Amanda aside away from listening ears that might be lurking around

After a savory meal Hillary and her parents settled on the sofa to watch the television. She saw a glimpse of the man she once spotted in the news while she was sitting on the park. Curiousity sinked in her mind. Her dad was staring at the man. "He travelled around the world. He is so rich. He is a businessman and what more a billionaire." his dad said praising him. "What is his name.? I asked out of curiousity. "Kryss Mills." He's the only son of the billionaire Frank Mills. His dad exited in business industry long ago. , so his son owns all of their businesses.