Billionaires Love Novel Novels & Stories

She spoke so strong like she was the mother. I scratched my head awkwardly not knowing what to say. " See I didn't do anything that will make us start hiding for the rest of our lives at least. I only made a deal with a billionaire and he gave me the money,". " A deal?". " Yes, I made a deal with a big shark and that's how I can about that huge amount of money, are you not satisfied with my answer"?. I asked pulling on her cheeks. Favour eyed me suspiciously and asked to confirm.

Karen paid attention, sitting up and concentrating like her life depended on the news. "But what has gotten our handsome actor's wedding to top story is how his wife left the wedding even before the kiss." The scene transformed to the incident from the day before when she had run with Faith. "We identify that she isn't just anyone but one of America's top surgeons, daughter of Kylie Benson, who is CEO of a successful, multi - billionaire technology company, Karen Benson." "These people really have nothing do with themselves other than pry into other people's lives." Karen rolled her eyes, unaffected by the news and how it was a top story.

But before I could reply, his phone started to buzz on the nightstand. He ignored it. Then it buzzed again. And again. Finally, he sighed and reached for it. I watched as his face changed — calm melting into something sharper, darker. “What is it?” I asked. He didn’t answer. He just turned the screen toward me. Headline: “Billionaire Rand Calloway’s Secret Love Affair — Artist Exposed.” Below it was a photo of us — from last night. Me in his arms, rain falling like glitter around us. The headline glowed cruelly against the white background, and beneath it, smaller lines:

she hissed. Camila chuckled lightly and earned a glare from Joan “Oh please, it’s too funny to let it pass without laughing,” she shook her head then stopped laughing and gave a serious look “It is an inviting offer but weird, what if you were some serial killer who kills rich handsome men for a living?” Joan looked at her in disbelief and shook her head at her assumptions. “What exactly are you reading that is giving you these ideas?” “It’s a crime documentary darling, and it gives you a sense of security somehow” she shrugged.

"Good day everyone. It's me, your author Hiraya. I am deeply thankful to everyone who followed the story from the beginning to the end of the first book of Sold To The Billionaire. It's exactly two months, and within those two months, I have deeply felt your support. With every read, every comment and thumbs up, those who left reviews, and those who gave gifts and gems. I sincerely thank you. The journey of Knight and Eleanor would not have been complete without all of you. And this is for you. I've written it for you. I hope you liked it. If it's not too much, I hope to see or read your thoughts in the comments and reviews. Every story has an ending, but this ending is a new beginning. The

She pulled out the top sheet of paper and began to read its contents. (To Shasha ... Congratulations! You suddenly became a billionaire, hehe. Are you shocked ?, please calm down, I still have a thousand secrets that will make you even more shocked) Shasha read the first part of the sentence with furrowed brows. Shocked? Is there anything more surprising than being an heir in one night? Getting lots of properties and money deposits that even the zero numbers make her heads dizzy?. (Before knowing the other shocking thing, I hope you pray first, so that your heart is still healthy after you know everything. I don't want anything bad to happen to you and make

Richard said from inside the car as Alexia turned to see that the window glass was rolled down and the man in the car was looking at her. Alexia paused as she stared at his blue pointy eyes then ran her gaze down to his fair skin to his slightly noticeable beards. No doubt he was very wealthy. Why is he so charming? She swallowed then stared down at his lovely lips which were slowly moving. "Did you understand all I just said?" Richard asked. "Huh?" Alexia parted her lips and He frowned at her. "Are you stupid or what?" "Ish…" She bit her lower lips slightly then grind her teeth. "Now, Listen to me. I don't know the nonsense you have been saying all this while and I don't care to know, but w

she said in a sad voice. "Why? Don't you want me anymore? Who do you love? The one with your child?" I asked curiously. It seems like cold water was poured on me with my own question. You thought someone was stabbing me again and again because of that. "No. Don't involve Luigi in this. He's out of our conversation." he said in a serious voice. My heart skipped a beat when I heard it. That's why that man seems familiar to me. By the way, Luigi Sanchez is one of the most famous Billionaires in the world. It's not like I'm in China anymore. Luigi is richer than we are.

He snarled,his muscles fuming out,his eyes burning with pain. He swallowed hard before continuing, his voice coming out deep,slow and steady, "you know what?, am gonna stay away from you. You think I came here this morning for what exactly? I came to see your face,but here we are you keep on hurting me!!.. you keep on tormenting me!!!" Was this what they call love? Was that why my head kept thinking of him? Was that why the memories in his house could not out of my mind everyday? But,I, in love with a billionaire. I mean,how is that possible?!! This is really delusional.

Liliana: “Irene, seriously, Nathan is not bad at all. If he became your boyfriend, he’d be a thousand times better than Perry.” Liliana obviously wanted me to get over my breakup, so she started putting “dangerous ideas” in my head. I weakly shook my head and sighed. She had it all wrong. Other than that one night, there was nothing between me and Nathan—and there never would be. We came from two different worlds. What kind of man was Nathan Spence? With a flick of his wrist, he could shake the entire Milshire. He owned properties and businesses all over the country. He kept a low profile, but everyone knew he was a billionaire.