Books About Billionaires Novels & Stories

"One hundred and forty million. They’re calling you a visionary in the press. Behind closed doors? They’re calling you a liability." ​I didn't look up from the blueprints spread across my desk. I kept my compass steady, marking the perimeter of my new empire. "If you’re here to offer a post-mortem on my financial decisions, Mr. König, you’re late. The check has already cleared."

not like it matters to me, but it will be a shame if he was single “Hey earth to Isabella, what are you thinking about, she asked snapping her fingers in my face. “Oh, yeah, I have heard of them, so what? I don’t see what the big deal “Um, excuse me, I heard a voice say from behind me. Turning around to see the rich billionaire walking towards us “Can I talk to you for a few minutes, maybe grab something to eat. I was lost for words, what does a billionaire want to possibly talk to me about.

“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.” I stare at him, shocked. “You seem surprised. Why?” “That you so casually admit to immoral and illegal practices.” “All billionaires are ugly human beings, Star. When you see a billionaire receiving an award, or being applauded for his admirable philanthropy, don’t be fooled. His efforts have nothing to do with charity. Billionaires are hungry people. Always wanting more and more. But after one becomes a billionaire there’s only ultimate power and

You know, I'm pretty sure there are lots of people like me, who think the good old times were better when one could just sit and enjoy a good book rather than feeding our brains with all these filth the world cooks up these days. There are real and pressing issues to write about, things that really affect the public. So who cares if a celebrity has gotten a new car? Or if the Morrocan Prince is getting married to some Greek Princess? Who cares about the top ten hottest billionaires in America?" I asked, reading that last part from the cover of the magazine Wilma had with her, where a good-looking man posed seductively with his shirt all opened up, revealing his six packs. "Uhhh, I do. Plus,

“And how does a billionaire act?” “Exactly!” My hands swept off a strand of hair from my face as I grew comfortable with the atmosphere. “A billionaire should not act in a particular way. All billionaires ought to act like the normal people they are. They are ordinary people with a little more money than others. But some have all their wealth causing sparks in their head and it makes them feel like they are really superior or something. They never fail to flaunt their wealth, and most times, carelessly. It is very crazy.” Dominic let out a hearty short laugh after my unexpected outburst. “I guess it is good that I don’t flaunt my wealth, uh?”

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”

she hissed. Camila chuckled lightly and earned a glare from Joan “Oh please, it’s too funny to let it pass without laughing,” she shook her head then stopped laughing and gave a serious look “It is an inviting offer but weird, what if you were some serial killer who kills rich handsome men for a living?” Joan looked at her in disbelief and shook her head at her assumptions. “What exactly are you reading that is giving you these ideas?” “It’s a crime documentary darling, and it gives you a sense of security somehow” she shrugged.

he answered. “The TV host?” “Yes,” he said and nodded. “And you and Layla are good friends?” “Yes,” he confirmed without hesitation. “Wow!” he quipped with seemingly genuine fascination on his face. “Of course, we won’t be talking here if she’s not close to you.” He paused and exhaled and stared at him with a bit widened eyes, like he couldn’t believe that Ambert was in front of him and they were about to talk. “I am in awe of billionaires,” he confessed. “I do, I really do. Rich people are my idols, and my goal is to be one.” He chuckled. “Billionaires are powerful people, I know that for sure.”

After I gave birth to twins I went into a coma for 3 months because it was very hard labor and I lost so much blood and when I woke up after three months I saw my kids for the first time, As soon as I saw them I forgot all the pain I bore in past because that pain blessed me with two precious gifts of life that anyone can ask for. I vowed to become a successful lady in the world and an ideal mother to my kid and will fulfill all their rights and needs. After a month when I recovered completely, Jackson and I discussed business. We both invested our savings and opened a software house which was successful. We made a huge amount out of it and thought of building a company. At that time we were

I gave him a hug. Dad never failed to show the best that he can in raising me even he encountered a lot of hard times doing that. Well, what can you expect? Being a billionaire's only child is never easy. Kidnap for ransom is the most common threat in my life that I had experienced and the reason that leads to traumatic experiences I least wanted. “But Dad, you said that you want me to be happy. Isn't it absurd for you to decide whom I'm going to marry?” I asked him in a low tone of voice.