Covert Billionaire Novels & Stories

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.

“You already know the coach. And this is Cristian Zavala, Chairman of Zavala Group. His firm recently gained majority ownership of Coastal Legends, and several other clubs across Europe and North America.” Cristian Zavala. The name hits like a slap and a thrill at once. Of course, I have heard of him. He is one of the youngest billionaire in the Sports world. He owns half the league and moves through transfer rooms with the certainty of a man who has already decided how the deal ends. His name moves faster than his photograph because his photograph never appears. Rumour has it he controls the press so tightly, even paparazzi sign NDAs. A scandal could break out in front of him, and the headl

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!,

Then he continues, "That is a big company that handles construction, agriculture, and innovation technology, right?" I nod at him, and he sits down on his chair while he is shocked about it. Then, he diverts his attention to me once more, "Why did you become an editor here?" "To escape my responsibility as the second heir." I shortly answer. "I can't believe that I am sitting with a discrete billionaire in front of me." "I don't want much attention. That's why I am hiding." "Oh, by the way. May I ask a favor?" It's a good thing to open it to him; I also plan to request the extension of Kofi's contract.

But clearly, why would I pay attention to them when I had a big offer waiting out there for me? They were always a great inconvenience to my life, but well, was there anything better than being a billionaire? Of course not. Whenever the journalists felt the need to attack me with questions, my bouncers were always there to guard me out of their proximity. Soon, we reached my car. I hopped into the backseat, fastened my seat belt. Another good thing about being a billionaire was you never had to talk. Gesturing with the eyes, snapping the fingers, clearing the throat, would do the trick. And right now, a snap of my fingers got my driver to start the car.

“Of course, mom. That is a promise.” Kent's cooking was done and it was a quarter to 3, so he immediately said goodbye to Atasha's Mom and left. Only a few minutes passed and he arrived at the Company. Many people look at him and say hello that he just nods. The news seems to have spread to everyone that their boss is getting married. Many of them were especially happy to know who that man was. Who does not know? Keiron Kent Devaux is the richest man in the world—A billionaire. “Sir! It is good and you are here. Ms. Sha-sha are at her office,”

'Ok ma, so what do you have me do? 'There' s a billionaire I love and desire him my sister is an obstacle' 'I should get the obstacle out of the way' He is more interested in her than me' 'If you could Kidnap her, he would pay any ransom to get her back 'Wow, cool business' He grinned. 'And I can also have him solely to myself' 'Evil genius' he grinned slowly 'if he could get me pregnant, I would become ultimately part of his life' 'I should get you down first'

He even shook his head when he saw his childhood photo lined up on the table. “This is wonderful! It's like a dream to be a billionaire! Now no one will insult me ​​anymore!” William muttered in his heart and he was still not satisfied to go through every corner of the room because the room was too spacious and complete. Meanwhile, Audrey and Mrs. Hans are still in the disappointment of being left by the gardener who has served for many years and William, who has always been her maid during her husband's time. “Audrey, I would rather not let this golden opportunity go away! We have to enlarge our company by approaching William! Do you know Mr. Joyce's house? Bless. Mrs. Hans said excitedly.