Billionaires Match Novels & Stories

The atmosphere in the Sterling Corporation was electric. The hall was filled with the elite of New York City, the who's who of the business world, and the most influential investors and shareholders. The anticipation was palpable, and all eyes were on Alexander Sterling, the billionaire CEO of Sterling Motors. Alexander Sterling was known for his genius inventions in the automobile industry. He had a reputation for creating cars that were ahead of their time, and his latest creation was no exception. The car launch event was the talk of the town, and everyone was eager to see what he had in store for them.

Mercury was the only daughter of AULA, the most influential fashion brand in the entire USA, and her family being in a relationship with mine—solely based on business and a sprinkle of fake concern for each other's wellbeing—has caused them to derive a conclusion that it was better their kids got married. Not me; it could never be. Asher and Mercury, two big conglomerates with plans to form a merger in the near future. I still couldn't wrap my head around the reason for this when we had enough. My family could donate millions to every hospital and nursing homes around the world and still remain billionaires. Sometimes, being rich was more of a curse. The thirst for more rarely got quenched.

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

I picked up my hairdryer and resumed drying my curly hair as Alissa sang loudly on my bed about how amazing she was as a friend and that Friday was going to be the best birthday I'd ever had, which I highly doubt. These billionaires better send some good-ass gifts or I'm fighting Alissa. By Wednesday, 6 Billionaires had sent a gift with a card or just a card saying sorry they missed my birthday or something to seem sympathetic. One of them sent $100 a card. "See I told you it would work, you buzzkill. There are only 3 more billionaires left to end a card or gift," Alissa said shutting the front door after collecting yet another gift, this one coming with synthetic flowers.

she was excited to see the city and experience the fast-paced lifestyle of a billionaire. As they arrived in New York, Max took Her to his luxurious penthouse apartment overlooking Central Park. The apartment was stunning, with sleek modern decor and breathtaking views of the city. Max showed Her around the city, taking her to fancy restaurants, exclusive clubs, and high-end boutiques.she was amazed by the luxury and opulence that surrounded her. As they walked through the streets of Manhattan, Max pointed out his various business ventures, from high-rise buildings to trendy startups. She was impressed by his entrepreneurial spirit and his ability to succeed in such a competitive environment

Most girls dream of marrying a billionaire. Me? I'd rather make fun of one. Especially if the billionaire in question is Alexander Grant. Excuse me - Xander Grant. That's right - the "mega-hot" entrepreneur who's appeared on both Modern Startup Monthly's "Richest Innovators Under 35" list and Celebrity Spark Magazine's "Hottest Eligible Bachelors" list in the last year.

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.

Alexander shut her out immediately. He was too busy talking to business partners and potential investors for his company, which was his major purpose for attending the gala. He didn't believe in the act of charity; to him, it was a waste of money, but these things needed to be done so that he could show off his company. A company that he was about to lose the majority shares he owned if he didn't get married.

But in comparison, he had about two billion dollars while the poorest of Romeo's friends had about forty billion. How would he get over thirty eight billion dollars to defeat that person first? Then Andrew Malhotra, his wealth was almost hundreds of billions. His net worth in total was apparently ninety seven billion. How was he supposed to beat that too? From two billion to one hundred billion, was that even a journey possible in a period of a few weeks? Even if he became an armed robber, he couldn't make it. Then he didn't even want to think of Romeo. The Armani family were more popular than other billionaires because they were the first and only family in the entire city to be so close in

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”