Billionaires Stories Novels & Stories

she didn't expect the balance to be 100 billion dollars. she knows many people with 100 billion net worth but can't have 100 billion in their bank accounts and she little scared of how rich and powerful must Patrick's background be. she looked at Patrick a simple yet handsome young man and thought how can such a rich person be so low-key she is interested in Patrick. "a 100 billion," she said in a trembling voice. Patrick smiled nodded his head took out another bank card and asked her to transfer 10 billion to this card from black gold card because if he uses his black gold card everywhere he can attract a lot of attention he don't want that because he want to keep a low profile for some mor

Forbes, Business Insider, the Times, all of them running the same story with slight variations in wording but the same devastating core message. Isla Brennan, my meek mute fiancée who couldn't even speak, had somehow landed Callum Thorne. One of the most powerful men in the city. A self-made billionaire whose net worth made my family's wealth look like pocket change. My phone had been ringing nonstop since the announcement went live an hour ago. Business associates calling to offer surprised congratulations that felt like thinly veiled mockery, their voices carrying that particular tone people use when they're enjoying your misfortune but pretending to be sympathetic.

The headlines flashed dangerously before me: “Billionaire Big-shot busted in bathroom bonanza with another dude;” “Toilet tryst torches tycoon’s rep: caught pants-down with a guy;” “Filthy rich and filthy habits: billionaire’s bathroom boy-toy bust;” The morbid names kept coming, each worse than the order that held me bound to where I was as I watched him leave the bathroom. As soon as his presence left I felt some sort of motion in my bones. I moved slowly, pushing the door.

I asked, hoping it would be a lie. " Let me tell Thom. You know Drek's Global?" " Who doesn't know the billionaire. I was small when he died but his name still remain fresh". " Good. You know why it kept on been fresh in your heart,huh?" Granny,can you stop this, my mind trying to pour out but I dare not. " I-- don't know". " That is because he was as prudent as a baby, generous, having that broad heart in accomdating even a mad fellow ". She paused, relaxed in the dining a bit before continuing.

The elevator ride to the top floor felt too slow. Lila’s heels clicked nervously on the polished marble. Her fingers clutched the leather folder in her arms like it was armor. Her resume was perfect. Her GPA flawless. Her recommendations glowing. But nothing prepared her for him. Julian Cross. CEO of Cross & Vale. Billionaire. Forty-two. Built an empire from dust and ruthlessness. Every article called him a genius. Every whispered office rumor called him cold. Calculating. Intimidating. Impossible to work under.

“No evidence. The gas leak was ruled an accident. Victor played the grieving uncle. No one suspected him.” “So you built it all yourself,” she said. “From nothing.” He nodded. “Ten years. I turned my father’s million-dollar company into a billion-dollar empire. All from behind glass. From silence. From solitude.” She looked at him, really looked. And for the first time, she didn’t see a billionaire. She saw a boy who had lost his parents. A man who had been buried alive. And a soul who had clawed his way out of the dark, alone.

He was one of the most powerful businessmen in the world. A billionaire with a reputation built on silence and fear. A man whose empire stretched across industries, no one dared to question. And beneath all that—rumors, whispers, stories too dangerous to print. Some rumors online were saying that he also rules underground. A world of secrets, mafias, and blood money. I have been hearing about this world before, but I thought about it as some fantasy of other people. I stopped reading because it was too much to bear. Just when I was about to close my eyes to get some sleep, I nearly jumped out of my head when someone knocked on my door.

I laugh my heart out as I lay the boys down to tickle them but then the music from the TV catches my attention when I turn to spare the news a glance. "Other news tonight, billionaire Dexter just completed his grand tower which he's been building for two years and has sealed the deals with the Easterners, making him the richest man in the world, however, it is said that behind every successful man, is a woman, thus the public wonders, could there be any woman behind his success," the reporter says. I stare at the TV with utter shock, petrified, that I stiffen up, my eyes wide open to the point where one would think my eyes would fall off.

“If I go there, he is going to hit on me. Do you want news, or do you want a scandal?” Kevin's grin only widened, as if I'd just presented him with the most delightful idea. "Emily, my dear, a little flirting from a German billionaire is a small price to pay for access. Use it! Charm him. Get the story. Von Oberhaus's personal life is a black box. His philanthropy, his infamous art collection, the rumors about his... particular tastes. That's the gold. Not another dry quote about market saturation." I stared at him. “I’m going to sue you.”

he replied as he hurriedly signed the paper. The nurse collected the paper and his name caught her attention. “Oh my god sir,are you Mr Brian Losey,” she asked in excitement. “Can I see her now?”Brian replied, ignoring what the nurse just said. “Yes sir”she said as she hurriedly took him to Emily's room,she knew there was only one Brian Losey in the country,one of the most influential billionaires in the country. Emily laid on the hospital bed,with a drip on her hand. She was shocked when she saw Brian walk into the room. She remembered asking the doctor to call Brian,but she didn't think he was going to come.