Blind To Billionaire Novels & Stories

"I never lied. I never knew who you were." "So you claim." His voice got quieter, more dangerous. "Here's what's going to happen, Ava. You're going to sign that agreement, or I'm going to use every resource at my disposal to prove you're an unfit mother. I'll have investigators crawl through every day of your life. I'll have child services examine every corner of that pathetic apartment you call home." "You can't just take him from me." "Can't I?" His laugh was bitter. "I'm a billionaire, Ava. I own half this city. If I want something done, it gets done."

Valentino chose to ignore the message from the stranger and now that in the morning he started dressing up as himself and getting rid of all things to do with his disguise. He was Valentino Araya, a billionaire who chose to hide his identity from everyone. He was the hidden billionaire who had enormous wealth and would not run out in seven generations though. His wealth not only came from the inheritance of his father, but also he had become a billionaire before while still living in England. He owned some pretty big and very successful companies there. His name was widely known in England but very few people know his true face. In the country where he lived, everyone knew him as Valentino M

The girl’s expression mirrored Mila’s own—sharp, observant, unyielding. The television overhead buzzed with the latest news: “Carson Corp faces a financial crisis. Rumors suggest that Madison Carson, the now heir, may soon marry Lowe Sterling, potentially securing a partnership with Sterling Inc. No official confirmation has been made.” Mila tightened her grip on the chopsticks, her eyes betraying the coldness she felt inside. Five years had passed, and though the mall around her was more prosperous, it was still Lowe's world.

He even told her to buy anything if she needs for herself but she didn't answer him nor bought anything for herself and she also completely ignored him. Once when she was watching tv because she was getting hella bored. She saw the least expected person on news. The news anchor was telling about the most eligible bachelor of NewYorks young millionaire, who was none other then Alexander Blade who took resorts to another level by coming on first number for making new and maintaining old excellent resorts all around the world. Alizey was shocked when she realised he's a businessman and a millionaire. These mansions explains well about his money but him being criminal after having everything was

"I have a business proposition for you." "I'm not interested in a job at your father's company." "It's not that kind of job." Jane's perfectly manicured nails tapped nervously against her glass. "Have you ever heard of Ryker Blackwood?" Lyra frowned. "The tech billionaire? The one they call 'The Wolf of Wall Street' except with computers or whatever?" "That's the one. Dark, mysterious, ruthless. Worth about fifteen billion." Jane's eyes darted around again. "And I'm supposed to marry him in two weeks."

“I’m not normal then.” “That’s the problem.” Silence stretches between us. He exhales. “Lately, you’ve been pushing too hard.” “I’m working, Gabriel.” “No, you’re trying to prove something.” My fingers hover over the keyboard. “Ardent Global is hesitating,” I say evenly. “Because of your blindness, it's obvious,” Gabriel replies bluntly. I appreciate that about him—he doesn’t sugarcoat. “They think closing a deal with us will lead to loss,” he continues.

he called. “Yes sir,” his home assistant answered. “Turn up the volume,” he ordered. Without a moments notice, the volume was up. “Volume turned up sir,” it retorted. “…we all mourn a great loss as famous billionaire Stanford Smith has been confirmed dead,” the lady concluded her story. “Dead?” Catherine staggered, “it can’t be.” “Whoa, whoa, Catherine relax,” he jogged to the living room, gently guiding her to the couch. “Was this the reason Donovan did what he did? Was he mourning all this time? He was hurting in silence and didn’t tell me.”

Only the clatter of cutlery and the soft hum of the AC can be heard. “My friends and I are organizing a charity gala tonight, and I want you both to attend,” he says, pointing his index finger at the two of us seated at the table. “I think it’s time to let my friends and associates know the Davidson future is safe, and worth their money if they invest in us.” My heart flutters. My chest tightens. I’ve never been to these kinds of things before. I don’t fit into the billionaire world. Not only that, but I’ve always been a contented girl. If not for my father’s insatiable quest for wealth, maybe I’d be on a vacation right now—right next to Barry.

Otherwise, all my efforts would have been in vain. “You,” the man said as he pointed at me. I felt a huge sense of relief because I had been chosen. It felt like a golden moment. All ten of us who had been chosen were blindfolded and put in a van. The billionaire in question was elusive. He was rarely ever seen in public, and he didn’t like interacting with people. He had to have women delivered to his home because he couldn’t come out and choose them for himself. If that wasn’t dystopian, I didn’t know what was.

“Please. That man was… fine. But blind billionaires aren’t exactly hard to come by.” She raised a brow. “He’s not just any blind billionaire. He’s Hayden Maxwell.” “Don’t remind me.” “You really think you could’ve handled that man? He doesn’t seem like the type to let anyone control him.” “Watch me,” I said coolly, though my voice trembled just a bit. My friend laughed again. “Oh, you’re serious.” “Deadly.” I leaned back, pretending to be relaxed while every nerve in my body screamed otherwise. “He’s still mine. He just doesn’t know it yet.”