Dan Reiner Billionaire Novels & Stories

Well I don't apologise so I just continued on my way when I heard her yell "Jerk" I stopped on my tracks to give her a fitting reply but, luckily for her she already left the building. I went into the conference room. I should introduce myself. I'm Adrain Ivan Stone, the youngest and most successful multi billionaire. The media portray he as a ruthless, selfish and dangerous man but guess what, they are right. I am the second richest man after the president in NYC, you can call me corky or obnoxious but ladies fall at my feet, they treasure the floor I walk on. Well, I can't blame them, with my 6 ft 4 height, and a face like mine even I will fall for myself but I don't care about that. I was

I joked. He didn't laugh. He just stared dead faced at me. “That was a joke,” I bit my lips as the awkward silence stretched. “Sorry.” “Darien Luxe is no joke, okay? He is the second richest man in the world. In the entire world. Can you even begin to fathom how much wealth that is?” “A lot?” His face contorted. “A whole lot?” I asked as if adding the word whole was supposed to change anything. To my surprise, he chuckled.

she whispered. I gasped. My throat suddenly felt very dry, not knowing how to respond to the information Natty had just given me. I just stood there, frozen. Apparently, my condition surprised Natty, so she tapped me on the shoulder a little hard. "What's wrong?" "Ah....," I stammered. "No, nothing. I-I just... I was wondering who the richest person was," I continued, ending with an awkward smile. Natty shrugged. "Well, no one ever knows. They were very secretive. The only legendary rumor I know is that they have a child. Whether male or female, it's also a mystery."

I slightly laugh at her, "Hot? Isn't he like 50?" "50? No he's like 32 or something. Like I said youngest billionaire! You know you're lucky that you're Carl's assistant, the rest of us are dead. We all have to step up our A-game. I don't want to lose my job!" Nina says frantically. "C'mon! The guy can't be that bad right?" I ask. Nina simply shrugs. The guy can't be such a tyrant I mean, he can't right?

I raised my eyebrow at her, wondering what she was so happy about. "Check this out," she said as she took out her phone and played a video. "billionaire Xander King has made it big. his network surges from a whopping twenty-five billion dollars to seventy-five billion due to the investment he made recently with a trading company called forte trade. it's shocking to see how much money he made in such a small amount of time and knowing that he only has a five percent share in the company, I'm sure by tomorrow he'll be running from the press who wants to interview him. good move, Xander Laura Lee, reporting for CBS." My eyes became wide at the mention of figures that my network had gone up too.

Most girls dream of marrying a billionaire. Me? I'd rather make fun of one. Especially if the billionaire in question is Alexander Grant. Excuse me - Xander Grant. That's right - the "mega-hot" entrepreneur who's appeared on both Modern Startup Monthly's "Richest Innovators Under 35" list and Celebrity Spark Magazine's "Hottest Eligible Bachelors" list in the last year.

It’s ten minutes before midnight and I was on my way to grab a midnight snack when I heard gossip at the nurse station. “Hey, have you heard that the billionaire’s daughter-in-law just recently gave birth?” “What’s the name of the billionaire?” The other nurse nudged her, both of them are new to my eyes. Probably a nurse that just recently passed their internship I guess. “Damon Gray. His name is so hot and you know what, he’s a total DILF!” They chucked and I sat on the row of metal chairs in front of them, pretending that I was listening to music but in fact, I didn’t even install it to my phone.

A self-made businessman is respectful to women and his words while the most popular billionaire doesn't give a shot to anybody. And even that was not enough to reconsider everything he finds out blame Jensen is alive and planning to return to the county. He had the media's attention in his absence, the shares were down of Jensen industries, what he didn't have was the girl whom Blake Jensen has promised something ahead of the whole world.

Every wanted to know the answer to this question but couldn't master the courage to ask, but count on Declan to bring it up. Stephanie was horrified by his Blount questions. " Jonathan! " She gapes " What are you all glaring at me? We all want to know the answer to this question question. So fucking let me be. " Said Jonathan while lifting his hands in surrender. " So Declan, how was it" shyly asked my sister " My 10 million dollars was very fruitful. I think I made a good investment." I said grinning " Details Declan" Jonathan said " You can continue dreaming" I said

“Transfer executive authority to me permanently. Or transfer primary control to you.” She felt something cold slide down her spine. “Primary control of what?” He stepped closer, lowering his voice so only she could hear. “The investors’ network.” The words felt abstract. Distant. Until they didn’t. “That’s not a company,” she said. “No,” he agreed. “It’s a financial backbone. Offshore holdings. Political leverage. Strategic debt placements. Media influence. Crisis creation. Crisis resolution.” Her stomach tightened. “This is bigger than Hale.” “Yes.” “Bigger than Cross.”