Ditch The Billionaire, Own My Better Life! Novels & Stories

“Hahahaha, Mica I cannot believe this right now, George thee mighty George is this broke, this world is so full of wonder. We thought he was richer than rich but look at this turn of events. Well it is not too late let return that brat and get the hell out of here“ “And go where Nick, to that dump you call a house, yes we thought they were billionaires but at least they are hundred times richer than us, they still have money in their accounts, they still have houses, and they have lands who is to say you can’t make it big like he did and the best part is he has laid the foundation already for you“ “Mica, do you hear yourself we have to work our asses off to reach the top and that is hard wor

she hissed. "Wait! I saw the news!" Danny scrambled inside, ignoring the skillet. "The billionaire? The shark? Lil, you’ve hit the jackpot! You can’t let him pay off Vane and just walk away. If he’s got that kind of cash, he can fix everything. My new venture, the crypto-bakery—" "Get. Out."

She was practically jobless and how she survived in this city was amusing. Nobody could judge her social skills even if they tried. She was a bonafide social climber and she did it so well, rumors had it though that she had shackled herself to the wrong billionaire. Adrian Hales was a ‘soon to be’ bankrupt person and it was going to be a beautiful reality for Cassie. Good thing society will still be there and the rude world will still rotate, she frowned at the thought and it was about the same time that they stepped into Dan’s office.

I've tasted fame, power and money now I don't wanna let go I can remember when I first arrived here, I lived in a shabby house, but now things have changed and I have changed too, I was no longer the timid and naive Ava from years back, I'm now a domineering, ruthless, and powerful billionaire who controls millions of wealth across all countries

"The loan sharks get their money, you get your legacy back, and I get my heirloom. It’s a transaction, Elara. Purely business. No feelings, no real intimacy. Just a signature on a different kind of paper." I looked at Silas, who looked dangerous with those eyes pinned on me. I thought of Brian who ruined my life and the loan sharks waiting to devour me. I would give anything to have my father’s company back. But I was scared. If I said yes, I was a billionaire’s wife with all my problems solved but at the expense of my happiness. And if I refused, I was as good as dead. I licked my dry lips and swallowed hard before speaking up. "Will you really get my company back?" I asked, my voice small.

The new place was far more hellish than the former one with evil, gigantic women who could easily pass off as female Godzillas. “I'm afraid no judge is willing to approve the appeal, ma'am,” He said. “My advice for you is to serve ten years first t-” Slamming the table in anger, I spat, “Are you even listening to yourself at all? You want me to spend ten years in this hellhole so that I can die, isn't it? How many times do I have to tell you that I can't live like this? I can neither use my own body lotion nor can I dye my hair!”

We are more free now than before. “Let’s go now to my humble abode,” he said. “Humble abode sounds better. I think I’ll like it better than I liked your guesthouse,” I said. “So, you really don’t want to live with a billionaire?” he asked. “I’m a regular girl. It’s overwhelming to live with a billionaire,” I said. “Then, I won’t strive to become a billionaire again,” he said. “You could become a billionaire again and I will still want to live with you,” I said.

I hate my own name. At first, I thought of leaving the inheritance money to them and only taking a little to take care of my and my mother's difficult life. However, they treated me badly, especially my father, he was a greedy old man. I have decided, I will take all this trillions fortune, become a powerful rich woman, cure my mother's illness and live a happy and leisurely life. I don't need to be kind to people who don't even take me seriously. ... At Joan's mansion...

"You're so mean! I hate you!" "Truth hurts, Steph!" "Whatever. So, what song are we going to sing tomorrow?" "Hmm. How about this?" I ask, playing the song I have chosen. /I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad Buy all of the things I never had Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen/ /Oh every time I close my eyes I see my name in shining lights, yeah A different city every night, oh I I swear the world better prepare

I'm sorry for everything---'' ''---No, it's not going to happen.'' ''Please.'' ''No.'' ''Please, Jason, Please I'm begging you-'' ''Can't you see Sasha? Do you think that I can love someone? Huh? You really think that there's some ounce in my heart that I care about. That I am some prince charming, a knight shining armor? I'm not. I'm Jason Vella, a billionaire that doesn't give a fuck about anybody else. Do you hear me? I don't care about anyone but my damn self."