Broke Billionaire Novels & Stories

My eyes drifting to the bed covered with rose petals, I bite my lower lip, I can't wait for him to come over. The billionaire is mine and would always be mine. Besides, who would dare break up with the most popular actress in the city, the face and talk all over the news, no one!. No one can survive without me, Xavier finally realized that and he's crawling back, just like all my past ex's did. I am the one who breaks hearts, who breaks up with men when am done with them, not, never the other way round. I break up with men, but can never break up with Xavier, he's a billionaire, wealth himself, I would not miss this chance to make him mine and dance to my tones.

I thought you were known for being a cold and one-worded business mogul. “We need to sort this out right now!” Oh believe me. I know. Do you believe I haven’t thought of a plan while you were soundly sleeping like a babe? I woke up with our faces plastered on the tabloids. Of course, I will create a bullet proof plan! Bankrupt Billionaire, Iñigo Petrakis, found in the arms of the youngest self-made millionaire, Ava Marquez. I nearly blasted my head at the amount of emails I received from the reporters and my employees. I thought perhaps a congratulations would greet me because finally I shagged the elusive and man-hater Iñigo Petrakis.

to at least justify his actions but all he does is scoff and look back down to his newspaper. "Believe me, love, you are worth much more than three million dollars.'' the billionaire says as though hoping that I will smile and fall head over heels in love with him because of that. When I look around that room, I realize that I am surrounded by strangers. The people I thought I knew, the ones that brought me up; had now sold me for money. My Parents were not different from strangers. They were the people I thought I knew but had failed miserably. What they had done today had broken the bond of family, that Beautiful relationship that was always held between a child and their parents was b

Now my painstakingly built wall of poise which had just about made it through the Willa phone call broke into a million tiny jagged fragments. My eyes filled with hot treacherous tears that muddled the already bizarre scene. Sloan. That bastard. What was he anywat? A playboy. How could I have ever forgotten that for even a moment? An extremely wealthy billionaire who most likely had a changing list of Ms.starlight dresses .

came a broken plea from a breaking man. Amber was watching the billionaire crumble before her eyes, while she was numb. Watched as tears snaked from his icy blue eyes and spilled down his cheeks. Down his walls tumbled. How much could someone handle before they were broken beyond repair? And the billionaire seemed to be quickly approaching that edge of no return. That edge of darkness and no hope which was nearly fucking impossible to pull yourself up from again. “Stand clear! Hands off!” screamed Cori.

All he knows is an adopted child when his adoptive parents tell stories. “Thank you, Dad, I just didn't think that all this time, I had turned out to be a billionaire!” William said proudly. “Yes, this is how Dad is now, your Grandpa and Grandmother have owned Albert's company from the beginning. So, when they die, Dad will inherit everything, now I will leave it to you! Tomorrow we will go to the office together,” said Mr. Joyce, who took the rice and put it down. On William's plate.

He said coldly and before I could say another word, he was already out the door. Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at the money on the bed. Just twenty-four hours ago, I was Lyra Vane the billionaire heiress, with power and class. But now, I’m broke, my dad is in hiding, my boyfriend betrayed me, and a complete stranger just treated me like trash. “Wow, Lyra, your life is officially a mess!” I whispered to myself.

“And?” “And that makes you leverage.” She frowned. “What does that mean?” “It means hurting you becomes a way to hurt me.” Aria blinked in disbelief. “Why would anyone care about hurting you?” A humorless smile touched his lips briefly. “You really don’t know who I am.” “No.” For the first time, Lucien seemed genuinely surprised by something. Then he walked toward a nearby table and tossed a magazine onto it. Aria looked down. Her breath caught. The cover showed Lucien standing beside politicians and businessmen beneath flashing cameras. LUCIEN MORETTI: THE BILLIONAIRE KING OF NEW YORK. Her eyes widened slowly.

But inside that tiny, broken room… something had changed. Ethan Reyes was no longer nobody. He was the future trillionaire. And his revenge? Had just begun.

FRAMING HIS WIFE AND SENDING HER TO PRISON JUST TO BE WITH ANOTHER WOMAN. *Wow! These billionaires are creepy as hell! This is all they do with their money!* *She’s indeed a queen! Thank God she exposed him.* *Honestly who did she leave him for, she should hold him tight and save other ladies from such a creepy bastard.* *So much for marrying a billionaire, haha!* *Heard he got a restraining order, lol. Y’all gotta be kidding. She should burn him!* I can’t even scroll anymore. I'M TOTALLY FUCKED.