Blind Billionaire Novels & Stories

"Go and check." The voices echoed, causing Daisy, still dazed, to startle. Her heart raced in her chest as she tried to grasp her situation. Everything seemed dark and grim to Daisy at that moment. Soon, the blindfold was swiftly removed, revealing her captivity in a dimly lit warehouse. Standing menacingly before her was a ruthless group of thugs. "Who are you people? Why have you kidnapped me?" Daisy's voice trembled with fear, her eyes anxiously scanning from one face to another.

Samantha noticed my movements and rushed to my side to support me, I couldn't tell how my body was reacting and everyone around me became blurring and switched to black as I travelled to oblivion. **************************************************************************** Thank you for reading DONT FORGET TO COMMENT, VOTE AND SHARE. GOD BLESS YOU

he murmured. Sophia scoffed. “You think I’d let some power-hungry executive take you down? Please.” Lauren approached, phone in hand, her expression taut with urgency. “We have a problem.” Adrian’s jaw tightened. “What now?” Lauren hesitated before handing him the screen. A news article flashed before his eyes. His stomach turned to stone. BILLIONAIRE ADRIAN BLACKWOOD UNDER FIRE: NEW ACCUSATIONS SURFACE FROM HIS PAST

the table in shock, my heart beeped in excitement, “Wow finally, after a long while,” I said, standing up to dance, despite the fact that I don't have a mother, Claire's mom, has always been by my side like she was my mom, “I'd love to go bed soon,” I said turning my gaze to Claire who was so focused on her phone, like she was watching something really shocking, “What?!” She shouted and glanced at me, I got curious, and got closer to her. It was a video from the incident that had happened at the club. Someone had recorded the video and sent it to a blogger. Who must this be? “Oh my God, why?” I said using my palm to cover my face in frustration, “Who did this?” Claire asked, sounding so wor

He saw the heir to a dynasty. But he also saw the man who had sent a text asking *“What do you want?”* He realized then that the suspense wasn't in the port deal or the audit. It was in the gala. It was in the eight hours between now and the moment he would have to stand in a room full of people, under the "spectacular" lighting, and pretend that he didn't want Damien Blackwood to ruin him. He opened his desk drawer and pulled out the black silk blindfold he had hidden there—the one he had stolen from *The Veil*. He ran the fabric through his fingers. It felt cold. It felt like the only real thing in his life.

“Of course, Brian Blake Williamson. Why didn’t I know that,” Does she mean Blake was his middle name? She took her smartphone, opened the Internet, and browse Brian Williamson’s name. She showed me the screen. “This is your Blake, Tara?” My body was trembling when I saw his pictures. I opened my mouth to breathe as I took the smartphone in my hand and swiped the screen. The youngest billionaire in the country... The sole heir of Williamson... The most sought bachelor in the country... I continued to read the titles of the websites as there was a lot of information to read.

I muttered, my cheeks burning again. “It’s not an insult. It’s a practical observation.” He sighed, a faint hint of exasperation finally coloring his tone. “I am thirty-two years old. My family, particularly my mother, believes my sole purpose now is to provide her with grandchildren and secure the ‘dynasty’.” He said the word with palpable distaste. “The blind dates have become… relentless. They are a distraction I can no longer afford.” I just stared at him, trying to process it. The most elusive billionaire on the planet, a man who could buy and sell small countries, was being hounded by his mom to settle down. It was so bizarrely, hilariously human that it was almost believable.

She stopped pacing and looked at her mother with fearful eyes. “Everyone is talking about Damien Blackwood.” “They call him the Devil Billionaire.” “They say he has no emotions.” “They say no one dares to look him in the eye.” “They say he’s cold, cruel, and impossible to please.” Sophia’s voice trembled. “What if all those rumors are true?” Vivian remained silent. For the first time, uncertainty flickered across her face. She had ignored the gossip because all she could see was the Blackwood fortune. But now…

I blink at it, and she addresses my confusion, “I am truly touched with what you did back there. But your…defect could be affecting you. You’re imagining that you’re a billionaire again.” I notice Harper is careful with her choice of words, not wanting to offend me, “You’re a good person Dylan, and I will never discriminate against you for your handicap. So, this is my bank card, it contains all my savings, it’s yours now.” The expression I have on is complex, as my thoughts divulge in different directions. For one thing, unbeknownst to Harper, I am in fact a billionaire, and it is becoming rather strange having her believe that my actions are due to a mental illness. And on the other hand…

There was someone out there, patient, observant, and dangerous, keeping their eyes on me. But there was one thing I knew, I wasn’t safe. The black car remained still, its tinted hiding the person inside. I knew this was far from over. And there I stood, knowing that whatever was coming next would change everything.