Black Tie Billionaire Novels & Stories

Another man gets down and opens the other door. A young billionaire, dressed in an ermenegildo zegna bespoke suit with a brown leather skin shoe came out of the car. He is carrying a black jet hair which makes him look younger and compliments his aura and seductiveness. He walks into the brothel building in a haste as though he is late for an appointment while his three bodyguards follow him suit. Everyone bows to greet him but he doesn't respond; rather, his bodyguard answers the greetings. His secretary stands up and greets him as he walks into the office.

Untouchable. “Well?” she asked sharply. “Do you at least know how to drive a Bentley?” “Yes,” he replied calmly. “And a Lamborghini. A Rolls. A Tesla. A Bugatti. And if needed, a tank.” The corner of his lips twitched. Barely. Ariana scoffed. “Funny. You’ll need one if you’re planning to keep up with me.” “Noted.” She brushed past him, ignoring how he smelled—clean spice and subtle wood, like expensive cologne and bad decisions.

“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.”

he mutters, placing one final kiss against my cheek before allowing me to finish putting in my earrings. “How are you feeling?” I ask, turning to face him. He looks handsome in a black tux with a bow tie. It’s a classic look, and I’m already looking forward to stripping him of the custom-tailored tux later tonight. I never saw him as the kind of man to wear a bow tie, but he wears it incredibly well. His eyes travel over my face. Despite how busy we’ve been trying to discreetly set up meetings with shareholders and making sure we come up with a solid business model for a merger, it’s been one of the best weeks of my life.

With her world revolving in front of her eyes, Celeste looked down at the check placed in front of her, when Carl's voice shocked her to the core and she felt the world closing up on her. “ DYLAN GRAY BOUGHT YOU FOR HUNDRED MILLION! ”

Scarlet’s fingers clutched the black card Grayson had given her as she peered up at the towering skyscraper. She had done her research. Grayson of Titan Holdings. That’s what he was known as. No last name, no personal details. Just Grayson. A billionaire so private and elusive that even the most prying tabloids could only speculate about his life. Yet, last night, that same man had found her, offered her a lifeline cloaked in mystery. Now, standing at the edge of this monumental decision, Scarlet wondered if she had lost her mind. But she couldn’t walk away. Not after what they did to her.

“Please Ro, I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t very important. I really don’t want to lose this client. You don’t have to worry about stripping at the club; it’s going to be at a private birthday party.” “Jess, I really can’t.” “Wait, just hear me out. The client is Wayne Blackstone,” Jessica said with excitement. Rose’s mouth fell wide open once again. Wayne Blackstone? As in, the billionaire Wayne Blackstone? He was CEO of Blackstone Corp; a major finance corporation in America. There was no one in Manhattan, New York, who didn’t know how rich he was. He was number one on Glam Magazine’s “Most Successful Under 30 Businessmen.” Wayne Balckstone was the definition of filthy rich and Rose had seen e

"Yeah I don't think it's that easy and which super-rich billionaire in this day and age is under pressure from their family to get married" "Belshar Nessar Abed is," she said and I jerked to an upright position. Julie cursed and sat upright too. "What! What!" She asked, her eyes darting around in alarm before they came back to me. "What the hell is wrong" "You just said Belshar" I choked out and she slowly nodded. "I know everyone thinks he's an evil Mafia killer, he probably is but he is also the only billionaire I know who is being pressed to get married... I guess it has to do with his mafia ties, have to continue the lineage"

The one who'd redefined me in countless ways and then gone on with his own life like it never happened. He's the very man I'd sworn I wouldn't see again after the night of our secret rendezvous. But it seems fate are having somekind of fiesta because right now am currently at his workplace, imagine how frusrated and scared I am right now because I just found out he's not just greek but also a billionaire... With no scandal attached to his name, he known to be a cruel but honest tycoon and marriage isn't something he wants to consider in the next twenty years... Yeah you heard me right!

He seemed he was not affected by the blood flowing out from his forehead. She just thought the billionaires were untouchable because of their loads of money, but seeing Bill’s pity face now, she was wrong. “Nothing. It’s just a scratch.” Bill said and walked past her. He strode inside her room and locked the door. The old butler was puzzled. Bill Sky and Young Madame? Like a hedgehog, old butler spikes rose up when he thought how rich was the man in his young Madame’s room. The most wealthy and powerful businessman in capital Z and known all over the world, Bill Sky.