Claimed By Mr. Billionaire Novels & Stories

Coughing and catching my breath. Hunter showered kisses on my face. “You gave me the best blowjobs of my life.” I chuckled. “Who gave you the worst?” He scratched his head. “I told you. You are my first, Amanda.” “I don’t believe you.” “Why not?” “You’re a billionaire.” “And what does it have to do with my sex life—oh,” Hunter chuckled. “Because a billionaire is supposed to be a horny man, a womanizer, who fucks his assistant. Am I right?”

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

I took his change from the drawer and placed it on the counter just like how he did to me,he didn't take it as he just placed his head in a table, My patience was wearing off and I wasn't going to keep calm anymore ,watching a billionaire sleep was never my aim. "Hey,Mr billionaire"I yelled,dont you have where to go,I thought billionaire have mansions, how you planing to turn this place to your home,you ,you dont know what they call working off one butt,you are just a spoilt billionaire,I really need to get home and you are wasting much of my time,I really need to be here as early as possible and I can't afford being sacked,I need to pay my mom debt"I blabbed.

He seemed he was not affected by the blood flowing out from his forehead. She just thought the billionaires were untouchable because of their loads of money, but seeing Bill’s pity face now, she was wrong. “Nothing. It’s just a scratch.” Bill said and walked past her. He strode inside her room and locked the door. The old butler was puzzled. Bill Sky and Young Madame? Like a hedgehog, old butler spikes rose up when he thought how rich was the man in his young Madame’s room. The most wealthy and powerful businessman in capital Z and known all over the world, Bill Sky.

I added, so he looked pleased with what he heard. “I can give you places you can visit and maybe let you borrow the houses I owned around that place,” Master suggested, which made me chuckle. “You must be joking, master, don’t tell me you own numerous houses at a different vacation site in our country?” I giggled, but he only looked at me. “W-What?! You really own that many houses?!” I wanted to faint because of what I heard, but that would be too embarrassing. “Why would it be a surprise? I’m the top billionaire in this country, I own half of this country,” He claimed, but I know that it’s absurd.

I said, not sure what the big deal was. “You realize I take their full names down when I book the appointments, don't you?” “Jesus, you live under a rock, don't you?” she asked, rolling her eyes. She thrust her phone toward me, open to a news story about him. “Holy shit,” I said, grabbing the phone from her. “You don't think it's him, do you?” “I told you a millionaire was going to walk through those doors one day,” Mina said. “Only he's a billionaire. You got his number, right?” I paused and stared down at the phone for a long moment, hardly able to believe any of this.

He said gently with the evil tone only him masters. I was completely numb and beaten up by his argument. I couldn’t believe he'd use that incident against me, but then again what was I thinking ? This is Mr Holmes, the most ruthless billionaire in town, he knows how to get what he wants and settle business down. What an Idiot I was.

However, one thing that I noticed about this individual was that he had many females lurking around him and they were all models. I knew that in the back of my mind, there is still this small voice stating that I could never beat a model when it comes to a man since they are paid for their looks whilst I'm not. However, I didn't get much time to think about this daunting idea that I still had as I was interrupted by my nan and a woman next to her who looked around the same age as my mother. "Nipotina dear, I would like you to meet Iris, she is the wife of Arron McKinley who you may know as the previous CEO of McKinley Enterprise." My Nan introduced this sweet lady to me, and I knew I recogni

Elena said immediately. “It really is,” Stacy agreed. I rubbed my forehead. This was why I avoided telling them things. “Can we please talk about something else?” “Fine,” Elena said with a suspiciously sweet smile. “Corporate event next week.” Stacy grinned wickedly. “And guess who will be attending?” I tried to act like I didn’t care. “Who?” “Sebastian Cross again.” Stacy wiggled her eyebrows. “A whole billionaire with cheekbones that could cut glass.”