Black Tie Billionaire Novels & Stories

She blinked back the tears that threatened to fall. The doors opened, the cold air grazing over her daring V-neck, her long veil trailing behind her. The dress dazzled against the tile. Aveline dreamt of her wedding many times but she never imagined a hall filled with well-known billionaires and reputable executives or nations. On the right side sat the Rivas’ invitees, and on the left, the Lorenzos’.

Even in a room filled with powerful men, he was impossible to ignore. His presence was commanding. Tall and broad-shouldered, his black tuxedo fit him with effortless precision. His dark hair was slicked back, highlighting the sharp angles of his face. His gray eyes—cold, assessing—swept the room like a king surveying his kingdom. The kind of man who could ruin lives with a single signature. Leila moved, squared her shoulders, and took a slow breath. She made her way toward the bar, getting close enough to listen in. She picked up a glass of champagne, swirling it idly, pretending to be absorbed in the bubbles.

He smiled wickedly, Nathan even felt that his friend became scary for a while, he exudes a cold and ruthless aura when he flashed that expression. Marcus didn't answer him but fished out his phone and dialed a number, not even twice second, the call was connected. "What can I do for you, young master?" Darwin greeted. Nathan cannot utter a word in shock, this voice.. It's Darwin Charles'! the richest man in Kingston, who recently was rumored to be a left hand only to the rolls royce master. Could it be? "Destroy Henessy Damer's Family, I want them bankrupt before the sun rises." The cold and authoritative voice were enough to sent shivers to Nathan's spine.

"I do," I say as I look at Leon. He looks amazing in his grey tux with his gold tie. It matches perfectly with out colors and the guys match the girls greatly. As I was walking down with my dad Leon's mouth was parted slightly and I saw Grayson nudge his shoulder with a smirk. I looked down as my face turned red and my dad smiled at me for reassurance.

And then my gaze dropped on a magazine lying on the seat next to me. Curious, I picked it up. The cover showed a man in a sharp suit, his dark hair perfectly styled, his piercing blue eyes stared straight into mine. I froze. It was him. I could recognize him anywhere. My heart skipped a beat. I stared at his photo, my mind racing. The headline reads: “ALEXANDER GREY: The Billionaire You Can’t Ignore.” A billionaire? I felt like I'd been slapped right on the cheek. The man I had a one-night stand with… is a billionaire?

My voice sounded thin, lost in the high ceilings of the room. ​Damian turned slowly. He had discarded his tie somewhere in the car, and his white shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, revealing the tension held in the cords of his neck. He looked at me really looked at me and for a moment, the billionaire CEO was gone. He was just a man who had almost lost everything he didn't know he wanted.

She picked up her phone and turned around to run as far away as possible from them! Without taking anything, she ran out of the house barefooted. —At the Hotel— An average-looking man is seen standing in front of the masked man with honey tea and a slice of lemon dipped into the cup. The man is Black William, the 3rd richest billionaire in the top 10 in the entire states. He is powerful, divine, and reserved. But under the reserved gentleman lies another side of him that he indicated with his mask on. He is the rawest of the term cold-hearted, and merciless. He takes his business seriously but no one has ever seen his face.

“It better be. I’m going to get going. We’ve got a long couple weeks ahead of us, and I want to enjoy one last quiet night.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “You mean you’re going to go home and hang out with your dog.” I grinned. “Maybe.” He sighed, shaking his head. “You’re a nerd. You’re the only single billionaire I know who prefers to hang out at home with his dog. You should be out living it up, looking for a sexy Mrs. Billionaire. You’re Trent Gilroy, war hero turned billionaire. Everyone wants to know you. You could have any woman you want.”

Zach was shown straight through to the private room. Darien was already sitting at the table sipping wine. Zach received a nod from him and sat down at the other end of the table. “I was worried you wouldn’t come,” Darien said smoothly. The billionaire was dressed in one of his work suits, this time with no tie and the first few buttons undone. He still looked as good as ever. By now Zach had his face memorised to the fine details and knew it was one he wouldn’t be able to forget.

"Century gold-digger. Give him an Oscar." "How much are you willing to wager that he's signed a pre-nup? Oh wait, there ain't no 'nup'!" "He's not in love with him, he's in love with the AmEx Black Card. Wake up, people." "#TheBillionairesLover is about to pass out. Guess the price of authenticity is pretty steep, huh?"