Novel & Cerita Claimed By Mr. Billionaire

The old billionaire's attitude became reverent and condescending. "Not really, I was just passing by here and accidentally witnessed a chase." Darryl said in a low voice. "I'm so sorry sir, it was my mistress who ran away. She messed everything up. You see, my head is still bleeding." As he spoke, the old billionaire held his head and grimaced, looking really hurt. "My mistress must have bothered you. Let me take her away."

Clenching tightly unto my heart, at last the City's famous cold hearted billionaire couldn't take it anymore and cried ever so horribly. Damn, what a shitty story indeed!

Instead, they and this elegant man were not on the same level. Lucy was mesmerized by Declan's charming good looks; she exclaimed: "Fidelia, who is he to be so attractive?" He slowly walked in, adjusted his vest, and introduced himself: "Hello, everyone, I'm Declan." He paused, glanced fondly at Fidelia, then continued: "I'm a friend of Fidelia. A special friend." Fidelia heard him and lowered her head, hiding her smile. Suddenly Kenny exclaimed in surprise: "You…Are you Mr. Galbraith? One of the top ten billionaires with the most wealth in the world."

I heard him hiss and I giggled. “You had better appreciate the kind of girl you’ve got. I tell you almost everything that happens at my place of work yet I know nothing about yours except that your former CEO was mean and that’s a paste tense” I told him. “Oh you are not aware that I am not a sole entrepreneur. Also, I have multiple side jobs which makes me financially stable and rich. I’m a billionaire” He boasted. “I know you are financially stable. I meant you don’t tell me about the daily activities at your work place like I do gist you about mine”

“Is that a challenge?” “Not at all, baby,” he said smoothly, though the glint in his eye told me otherwise. “But I’m a businessman, my love. I never make losing bets.” He extended his arm. “It’s why I’m a billionaire— feared and admired by many.” *How arrogant*, I thought. But he was right. He was filthy rich, I knew that much. “Fine,” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. “If you somehow get it all right—which you won’t—I’ll…” I trailed off, my mind scrambling.

Eva: Arriving at the white gate, Cruz parked the red sports car at the frontage. "How about the other houses? Are all the houses the same?" I asked. "No. Houses in this White Estate are expensive. Only billionaires can afford to live here," Cruz replied calmly as he waited for the gate man to open the gate. "So your wife is a billionaire? Then tell her to pay Jacob Stone for us," I said. My brother laughed. "It's easier said than done. Maddison is not really a billionaire, and moreover, you incurred the debt. You should think of how to earn money to pay Jacob off before he comes to arrest you."

Does he have it often? "What's better than finding out" I muttered to myself swallowing down my food. I thought about what to do since I do not own a phone anymore and can't go out either. I finally decided to tour the villa after eating since I haven't done that yet and I'll read some new books I packed with me. "What" I gasped flinging the book I was reading on the sofa. "All billionaires are the same, they feel they are above everyone and do not respect even women" I huff

the auctioneer announced, his voice full of disbelief. Claps filled the room and a few people near us reached over to shake Adrian’s hand, still stunned. Adrian just leaned back like it was no big deal, turned to me, and winked. I let out a laugh in disbelief. What a smug bastard. Buying a card for a hundred thousand dollars, who does he think he is? Some kind of billionaire? Oh yeah. I stand corrected. He was a billionaire. “What is your deal, Adrian?” I asked as we walked back to his car.

I think I’m the most stupid person on planet earth to be easily deceived by that assh*le, why did I even trust him and believe in his filthy mouth? “And we’ll be able to get out of here.” He added instead. “Are you certain that we could still get out of here?” “Remember who am I?” I rolled my eyes again. “Who else doesn’t? You’re the proudest…” “Ops, no. I’m the most handsome billionaire mafia, who has a lot of connections out there. So I’ll get you out of here.” “You’re really too proud,” I uttered.

“That’s it.” The next morning, they both bore bruises—hers physical, his emotional. Still, Zara showed up to the war council meeting at the Crescent Court. Ruby met her at the gate with two espresso shots and a grim expression. “You made the news.” Zara blinked. “What?” Ruby pulled out her phone. A supernatural gossip blog blazed across the screen: > “Beast Billionaire’s Human Mate Linked to Ancient Blood Curse” Sources say the new Luna may not survive her first transformation. Victor Vale calls for firm investigation.