Billions And Billions Book Novels & Stories

Zayn's Pov The air feels lighter somehow, different even as we are still packing up at the house. Kamrin and Kamila are practically vibrating with excitement, their laughter bouncing down the hall as they dart from one room to the next. They are piling random toys and snacks into their tiny backpacks, no regard for what they will actually need. It’s pure chaos.

"I understand where you're coming from..." "No, you don't. He wasn't even asking for all of it. He said one billion of it or at least five hundred million for him to get by." "Judith, have you ever given it a thought that no one gets two billion in a financial company out of the blue? I work in a company. It's not two million Judy, it's two billion. BILLION!"

"Ms. Rhodes, since the system brought you to me, we're going to play this out properly." I looked up at him, stunned. "You… You know about the system?" He raised a brow and tapped his temple. The car pulled up in front of a villa. Before getting out, Gabriel commented, "You'll stay here for now. The Forrests will definitely come looking to harass you. As for your reward of 100 billion, the system has already transferred it under your name. You can check it anytime." I stared at the banking notification on my phone. That long string of zeros made my breath catch.

Really looked at me and pulled me closer than I was to him in a deep kiss and then said, “Let’s get you inside” My legs felt wobbly so I held onto him for balance. There’s just a hint of stubble along the sharp line of his jaw as he smirks at me and I can’t help but wonder what it looks like in the morning. “Yes please” And for the first time, I was able to take in the beauty of the mansion. It’s exactly like what I have seen in the magazines of “A DEAL OF MILLIONS OF DOLLARS HOUSES?” And I guess he is one of those Millionaires who feels there is nothing they can't buy with money. Including a virgin nineteen-year-old girl.

It says one billion dollars, no big deal. —— Rain's POV I can't believe what I'm seeing! One billion dollars?! Do they really need to slap it infront of my face that I'm super broke?!

And he doesn't like to lose. “One hundred billion dollars!!” Baze calls out, his voice firm and controlled. The audience falls silent…

"And Emily Carter is..." "Number eleven. Maybe twelve." I rubbed my eyes. They felt like sandpaper. "The pattern's always the same. He finds them when they're desperate. Single mothers with sick kids who need expensive medical care. He swoops in like Prince Charming, pays the bills, marries them quick." "Then they die."

The voices filling Trent’s head promise a bigger world, an unending cascade of minds and lives, bright and happy and filled to the brim with things to touch and taste and feel, and it’s wonderful because it’s what we’ve wanted all along but never achieved, because Bill and Trent are only two people living limited lives, sad lives at that, and there is so much more out there if we lived in billions of minds, if we lived billions of lives— No. We shake ourselves from the dream. We must concentrate on Trent, our home. Can you imagine what trying to corral a billion minds would be like? Trying to manage one human life, one human mind, is hard work enough. A billion minds would just present total

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 31-32 ≺𝕀ℕ𝔹𝔼𝕋𝕎𝔼𝔼ℕ;𝔻𝕀𝕊 𝕆ℝ 𝔻𝔸𝕋??≻

or “The Hidden Billionaire.” See you again soon, Dear Readers. With love, Zila Aicha