Covert Billionaire Novels & Stories

I covered my forehead with my palm waiting for the goddamned music being played to fvcking end! The car moves forward a bit and stopped again. It is really going to be a long night. "Well, damnit,my speaker developed a cold feet but we got a new one in! How about we flip the pages now? Winslow Miguel! Yea,yea,we can hear your screams,our dear listeners. Who is WM? He's the first billionaire on the list which has been updated thrice in this week,but guess what?! He is still topping it! He is really like the toppings on cake that never changes!

Tonight was the Bennett Foundation Gala five hundred of New York's elite crammed into the Plaza, writing checks they'd never miss to causes they would never think about again. And he would be there. Dante Russo. My chest tightened just thinking his name. I'd seen his face in Forbes, in the Wall Street Journal, on the covers of magazines that treated him like some kind of king. CEO. Philanthropist. Self-made billionaire. They had no idea what he really was. What we really were. I turned from the window and picked up my clutch it was small and expensive, containing nothing but lipstick, a fake ID, and the kind of courage that only comes from having nothing left to lose.

SAYS RIVAL TYCOON ALEXANDER VANCE. The article detailed a hostile takeover bid for Louis’s recently acquired chain of luxury resorts in Singapore and Bali. Alexander Vance was a newer, hungrier breed of billionaire—younger than Louis, with a reputation for dismantling “old-world” empires with digital-age ruthlessness and a gleeful disregard for reputation. He was a shark who enjoyed chumming the water.

"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."

Knox murmured, his voice sending a delicious vibration through the line. "What man in his right mind would throw away the very anchor keeping his ship afloat?" I squeezed the phone tight, my heart hammering against my ribs. On the other side of this line was arguably the most powerful, dangerous billionaire in the country. Knox Hartley. A man whose name was synonymous with ruthless dominance. For what it was worth, his heavy compliment was like a light balm to the wounds my self-esteem had endured over the last decade. "Don't worry," I said, propping my laptop over my knees and opening the file containing Finn’s mismanaged portfolio data.

he sighed. “Day two in billionaire prison.” By the time he walked into the main living area, Timothy was already there. Again. Of course he was. The billionaire sat at the glass dining table reviewing several holographic reports floating in the air before him. His expression was calm. Focused. Like someone who had slept perfectly well. Elliot dropped into the chair across from him. “You know,” Elliot said, “normal people sleep after two in the morning.” Timothy didn’t look up. “I slept.”

“But I won’t deny it—he’s gorgeous as hell.” What was she talking about? I followed her gaze. Electric black eyes scanned the room. People turned to look at him as he entered. He moved through the crowded club with an air of superiority. Just like the first time he brought me here. A head-turning billionaire. A narcissistic billionaire who carefully guards his image. Magazines paint him as generous. A philanthropist. A donor. A man who runs an orphanage. Please. Even if the sea boiled or a volcano erupted, I doubt he’d spare a penny without purpose.

Chief Onapuruagu asked. "Brandy, Carey, Pearl..Those are my friends." Chief Onapuruagu frowned. "Leave my car out of your generosity." "Chill. I'll buy you a new Bentley." Coco bragged. "Coco Kaave is a multi millionaire. Plus she now controls the finances of her billionaire dad." Chief Onapuruagu teased, "I married a rich woman. I hit it big, put some respect on my name." Chief Onapuruagu drove off. As they drove out of the street, the fire department team arrived the scene.

She clicked on another website and couldn't believe her eyes, 'Cole McCoy, owner of a vast Business Empire, born to...' Amy still couldn't believe it after reading about him, she checked other websites and they all confirmed what she had seen and read. Cole McCoy, the big time billionaire was standing right in the middle of her room looking drop dead gorgeous in nothing other than his birth cloth!,