Crazy Rich Asian Novels & Stories

"I'm not scared. I came here to make money." Jade let out a soft laugh, a flicker of approval in her eyes. "Just a heads-up. These rich bastards can be real freaks. It's not all champagne and roses. Word is, some woman got played to death last week. It was a mess—her insides were practically on the outside." My stomach dropped. I couldn't tell if she was exaggerating to scare me, but it sounded horrifying. Especially here, in this long corridor with dim lights throwing dappled shadows on the walls, her voice sounded like it was drifting in from somewhere far away.

"Stop crying, you idiot, we're going to have to serve the crazy rich Richard Smith world soon." Her words just now managed to make me laugh out loud. However, when I realized the name Natty had mentioned, I was hit by reality again. I was slapped by the fact that my life had been really miserable. The fact that there was a family named Richard Smith who was nicknamed crazy rich, as well as a woman named Sara Smith who chose to live a miserable life with an asshole man for years, made me shed tears again with my chest feeling very tight.

His kind of crazy is the kind that should be medicated. One other time, a con artist tried to sell me magic beans. Honestly, I didn't know what I would do with those. Become Viola the Giant Slayer? Not that I believed him though. Three pick-pockets, one mugger, five homeless people, two money-doublers and four drunks later, it seems as if I have seen it all. Until tonight, that is.

Mia flopped next to me and Ethan stood in the doorway with his arms crossed. “So Rafael Moretti,” Mia started, poking my side. I groaned. I thought I had escaped this for now. “I googled him,” Ethan added. “Dude’s net worth has like ten zeros.” “Why does everyone talk about money anytime his name comes up?” “Fine. We won’t talk about money. You show up on articles, holding the hand of a billionaire and you think we’ll let it slide?” “I was going to tell you guys in person. Like normal people.”

"You crazy man! I'm a NORMAL man! Go find a woman!" ***

“All right then.” “I’ll call you tomorrow.” I hang up with a sigh, and call Rosa. “About bloody time,” she says. “How’s it going?” “I don’t know.” “What does that mean?” “I guess I’m just confused about everything.” “Well, I’d be confused too if I ended up in the bed of one of the richest men in the world. I can’t believe you told me his name was Nikolai Something or other, when he is Nikolai Smirnov, a fully paid up member of the Russian billionaire club.”

Her eyes glanced at her diamond watch to check what time it was, and she realized that her company was already fifteen minutes behind as her fingers began to drum a slow, impatient rhythm against her luxury handbag. About five minutes later, a shadow fell over the table, and Sasha realized that he had arrived just from the overpowering, sweet cologne that permeated the air just from his presence. He was undeniably handsome and was an Asian man with sharp, aristocratic features, dressed in a tailored burgundy suit that exuded luxury. His family owned one of the most powerful banking conglomerates in all of Asia, and he had recently been named the CEO of a major financial energy sector. He car

Because if this is some kind of reality show, I would like to resign. I slowly turn in a full circle, no cameras. No director shouting, “Cut!” no hidden microphones. Just a room full of people who are looking at me like I escaped from the psychiatric hospital. I point at myself, “Can somebody please tell me what’s going on?” Nobody speaks, are rich people allergic to conversation? I look back at the billionaire. “No offense. But you look way too successful to answer an online advertisement.” “Yes.” I shake my head stubbornly, “Why do you agree to be my fake baby daddy for two million dollars?”

Miranda Duran, a 22-year-old orphan, was a sight to behold. A typical ordinary female who is well-known for her clumsiness in everyday situations. She had recently completed her undergraduate studies at a community college. Andrew Templeton, an egotistical billionaire, was the first person she met on that day. However, in a ridiculous situation. The Templeton brothers were dubbed "the rich Nasty Billionaires" in their hometown of Las Vegas. They were obscenely wealthy and ruthless in their pursuit of power. There was nothing they wouldn't do to get what they wanted.