Black Tie Billionaire Novels & Stories

For the first time as a couple, she and Adrian will be in the spotlight tonight. A lie wrapped in diamonds and silk. She inhaled sharply as she reached for the diamond bracelet lying on the vanity. It wasn’t hers. Nothing in this life was. "Are you already regretting our deal?" When Leila heard Adrian's voice, she became a little alarmed. He was watching her, resting against the doorframe when she turned around. Her breath caught in an instant. Adrian was dangerously handsome all the time, but tonight? He had a deadly appearance. He was every inch the powerful billionaire, with his dark hair styled just enough to look effortlessly perfect, his sharp chin freshly shaven, and his perfectly tai

Jackson was wearing a black tux, under it he was wearing a white shirt and did a bow tie. Ella was wearing a black frock and pearl necklace, she was wearing a tiara and her hair was pulled up in a bun, she doesn't like to keep her hair down like me, because its irritating when it comes in front of our eyes and we have to put them behind. I was too wearing black, a black ball gown, it had spaghetti straps and showed my curves perfectly. They both were even wearing their shades. They were totally obsessed with it. "Why are you guys wearing your shades when it's an evening party?" I asked them.

Adrian Blackwell. His name has been lingering in the back of my mind ever since that first time I heard it, that first whisper of his presence among the other crew members. It’s impossible to ignore someone like him. A billionaire, famous for his cold demeanor, his reclusive lifestyle. But there’s a side to him that I haven’t been able to understand, a quiet sadness that seems to hang over him like a dark cloud.

I couldn't believe what I saw. I was on the front page of a newspaper and the headline said. "Has the Billionaire Oil Prince found his princess?" "What the hell? " I said. "Look at this one..." She gave me another paper, I was also on the cover. I read the first few lines. "As usual the Blake's didn't disappoint in throwing yet another successful charity event where the rich and famous came to support the event, even we must admit that the highlight of the event was the Billionaire son of the oil Mogul Tristan Blake's who donates a whopping million dollars for a date with one woman, whom we are yet to find out who it was..." I stopped reading.

right when a title filled the screen. The billionaire's next conquest? The screen went back to the studio in a close up to one of the hosts, which made reading her lips much easier. "The Brownings are famous for keeping a low profile. The young heir even more so than the rest of his family. The billionaire who was known for his diversified and flashy flames, which very rarely lasted, ranging from tall blonde models to red headed actresses. His love life has been a secret to the press. But very recently, there were numerous rumours about his relationship with an unknown brunette who looks very different from his previous partners. The woman's identity is still unknown, but sources say that sh

Canceling a project worth 25 trillion, or losing Kimberly? Has this old man gone crazy?

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.”

me." Lizzy pointed out. "isn't the same." "Can you guys quite arguing and let go before I change my mind."Kathleen said sharply. "You heard her, let go." Lizzy said to Lora and walked out of the church. Lizzy called a cab to take them to the place. ******* ******* They entered the hall which was exquisitely decorated and filled with loud music but not too loud, it has the pictures of the Tony and his bride on the walls. "Wow this place is beautiful." Lora commented as she stared in awe. Lizzy turned to Lora and Kathleen."okay ladies, who do you do think paid for all this, Tony or his slut." "Lizzy" Lora called. "What?" "Tony is from a rich family but not this rich to put all this decoration