Billionaire Story Novels & Stories

The richness and lure it held seemed to be laughing in her face as the reality of the man who had come to help her finally made sense to her. This was no ordinary man that she met. People would have killed to have a chance to even talk to the young Billionaire who had led his father’s Event management company to the pinnacles of success in the business world along with conquering and expanding his name into many different fields such as cosmetics, clothes and jewelry.

He automatically stopped after he was announced as the youngest billionaire in the whole of Broken Hill. Did that make any sense? I guess not, so this was what happened. On a certain day, my ex-boyfriend returned from work and complained about a fall in his income. According to him, the company was losing it financially and he had to stop giving me the supposed weekly peanuts for my upkeep else he would go bankrupt. Of course, he lied! A billionaire had all he wanted and I perceived he was going to kick me out of his life. Oh, I know he wouldn't say this part of the story but have emphasized how wicked Nicole had been to have run away with half of his wealth.

“Others enjoy sleeping like guests.” Guests. I close my eyes. I was once a man who booked flights without checking prices. A man whose mornings started with meetings and assistants and decisions that affected hundreds of people. I used to wear watches worth more than this entire house. Now I am a guest. A burden. A man is measured by how much electricity he uses. Thandeka shifts slightly on the bed. For a moment, hope flickers in my chest — maybe she’ll turn, maybe she’ll say something, maybe she’ll defend me.

Carrie was very understanding and I asked her why. “I have been in situations like yours,” she said. “I was not always rich but I fell in love with a rich man. He loved me and I loved him very much. I stuck by his side even when he was bedridden but unfortunately he died and his evil stepson took everything he had left from me except this little restaurant. He went and changed the will behind everyone’s backs with the lawyer and destroyed the original one. Now I’m struggling, can’t live the life I’m accustomed to but I try to make it work. People who are born rich are always very mean to others. I’ve been through a lot worse than I can tell you and that’s why I try to help those who are mist

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.

If I was this jittery now, what would happen when we'd be seeing each other every day? USA's most eligible bachelor. Heartbreaker. Billionaire at twenty-four. Were the most popular anecdotes used to describe him? However, one stood out the most to me; a billionaire at twenty-four. Really? His parents weren't dead yet so how had he been able to have all their wealth under his name? Unless it was by name only. Or maybe he'd made his own money himself? No. That was impossible. How did someone at his very young age of twenty-four amass such a large amount of wealth, especially if his parents weren't wealthy in the first place?

I divulged as he stared at me for a while before he asked again, he added a little inch of seriousness wondering if I would get scared and tell him. "So what's your occupation,?" "I'm the one you saw on the Tv who bagged" I wanted to tell him but he chimed in my words, "A billionaire deal..." He completed my words wearing an alluring smile on his face. "I watched the news but I never knew you were the one at that time" he chuckles as he shoots a straight shot at the head, a ten pointer. He was really good at this. "Well now you know, I bagged that deal on my own and with my knowledge. No one in the business world has incorporated that large sum of money in a deal" I felt very proud of myself

he agreed, “maybe next time, you should try asking me for help. I can come with the boys and we will help you. There's no need to waste money.” I smiled at him, “I never thought I'd see a billionaire telling me about money management.” I teased, “One, I'm not a billionaire, my father is. I think I'm more of a millionaire.” He said. It didn't sound like he was trying to brag, he was simply honest. “Two, billionaires know a whole lot about money management. How do you think they got there? That's why most of them are minimalists.” He did have a point. I nodded in agreement.

TITLE: Billionaire stolen heart Billionaire’s Stolen Heart is a quick, swoon-filled enemies-to-lovers romance that proves love and hate are often two sides of the same coin… even if the story doesn’t take itself too seriously. Sophia Grant never imagined her dream job would come with a nightmare boss. Enter Alexander Cross — a billionaire CEO with a reputation as cold as his penthouse view is high. When he buys out the company she works for, their first encounter is a total disaster, sparking a fiery clash of wills.

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