Billionaires Regret Novel Novels & Stories

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Noelle’s POV ‘Oh shit. Oh shit’ I screamed internally as I dramatically dropped my iPad on the bed. I had gone up against the four power houses in the entire country. Probably the entire world. I had challenged them verbally and walked away unscathed. This was truly a dream come true. A huge dream came true. I calmed myself down and picked up my iPad again. Adrian Velrose, Dante Moretti, Kael Sorren and Lucien Kai. Adrien came from old money and commanded a lot of connections. He could raise or destroy any company with just the snap of his fingers.

“The nerve of that woman. How dare she show her face here after everything that happened.” “They say greed for wealth has no shame. Sir Silvanus’s wife, Aeliana Monroe, is a perfect example.” Aeliana heard the whispers of two employees. She turned to look at them, only to find their eyes filled with judgment and disgust. She tried to keep her composure—after all, she couldn’t remember anything. Whatever stories people told about her meant nothing to her now, because she had no idea what kind of person she once was. She looked away and continued watching the city view through the glass walls.

More tears welled up in my eyes as I read the messages. 'I don't want to wake Kayla, that's why I can't call. Since you've gone home, that's it. I wouldn't be able to come home tonight.' The tears I had been holding in my eyes since, streamed down freely. I couldn't hold it in anymore. Then it wrote again 'I sent you fifty thousand dollars, your blood wasn't free.' God! My chest constricted with pain that I had never felt before. I was in agony. How could Ethan be so cruel?

I was swept off my feet by his confidence and charming smile when he walked up to me at the bar that night. It was my birthday and I went to the bar with a few of my friends to celebrate over drinks. Alex said I had caught his attention and he wasn’t going to leave the table until I gave him my phone number. I was reluctant at first because I had just broken up with my boyfriend and I needed some time for myself but my friends pushed for me to give it to him. The times I spent with him were amazing but I always felt insecure most of the time because I was just an average person and he was a famous man with a net worth more than a billion dollars.

I looked at him with new eyes, seeing not just the cold businessman I'd married, but the young man who had trusted the wrong person and paid a devastating price for it. "The company that bought our stolen plans went on to make hundreds of millions in revenue," Damien said quietly. "Meanwhile, I had to start over from nothing, with a ruined reputation and no capital." He turned to look directly at Ryan, and the contempt in his expression was withering. "It took me five years to claw back what you threw away in five minutes. Five years of eighteen-hour days, of living on instant noodles and sleeping on office floors, of being turned away by every investor in the city because you'd made sure th

"Look at me now. Know what I had always wanted so badly, officer?" The man shook his head. "Kids," Noah said. "Children. I wanted them desperately. I wanted to have them so when I was gone there would be people, versions of me, who would inherit all the wealth I worked so hard to acquire. I wanted them to push my name. To tell the fucking world that I was the greatest man to exist in our time. Now look at me. I have nothing left, absolutely nothing. No children and no wealth. Ironic, isn't it? It's like life is playing cruel tricks on me. Or no. No. I have to say the truth now. I've been the one sabotaging myself all this time. I'm only just realizing it. Want to know something else? What I

My family, Pennelope and Jared, is worth it. I ran my hands on the prepared and ready to use weapons in the headquarters. I know I promised my wife that I will not hurt any innocent people and I also promised that no one will die. However, I cannot promise we won't be using guns because this is not just about who is much powerful and has better connections, this is about who is smarter, who has the best idea, and who does not have weakness. I used to be called a heartless billionaire. I used to play fire with women everytime I wanted to take some steam off my body. I did not care about their feelings. I did not care about other people's feelings. Not until Pennelope came into my life.

When he said he had a meeting with “Carter Holdings the following week, it confirmed what she was already starting to realize, that this wasn’t going to end here, and when he followed it by saying that it wouldn’t be the last time they saw each other, the meaning behind it was clear enough that it didn’t need to be explained, because now it wasn’t about chance, it was about something that was going to continue. Aria held his gaze for a second longer than she should have, long enough to feel that reality settle in a way she couldn’t ignore, long enough to understand that this was already becoming something she couldn’t control as easily as she wanted to, and then she let her expression return

He was old enough to understand that. “Okay,” he muttered and exhaled heavily before shutting his eyes. ~ Bryan stared at his breakfast as different thoughts kept popping into his head. All he wants to do is talk to Alessa. He has questions, lots of questions. How did she manage to survive while carrying twins? How did she become so rich when all she did was beg on the street for food? “Billionaire’s ex-wife returns after six years with twins and he couldn't get his eyes off her. Is the billionaire having regrets?” A voice said.