Romans & histoires Ditch The Billionaire, Own My Better Life!

No feelings, no love, no fucking nothing! This hurts me like a double-edged sword cutting through my flesh. So much so, but I will get used to it in no time. I will. This life is sometimes so unfair. Or maybe I am the one who was stupid enough to allow myself to fall for a billionaire like him. A man of such pedigree. My! What was I thinking? No, rephrase that. Was I even thinking at all? A billionaire falling for his poor maid? Ooh, come on, dear self! Learn to set your eyes on things within your standards.

"You're so out of my league that I can't quite understand why you're even with me." "I think you're holding me on too high of a pedestal, little minx," I chuckle, slowly getting up and then taking a seat beside her. "I'm not that great. I'm selfish, and sometimes I don't think about the feelings of others around me." "I’m not," she counters, leaning back on the couch and letting out a long breath. "You’re so great. You’re a billionaire who grew his company from the bottom up. You’re mature, and you already have your life together. You’re such a great catch; why in the world would you like someone as miserable and pathetic as me?"

"Alice why are you doing this to me? you're forgetting all the love we've shared so soon? all because of that billionaire? lie that you're happy where you are? just lie that you are happy" "Hmm, let's see, I'm being paid $2 million monthly, I have a private jet that takes me to any where in the world I want, I've stopped working, any even with that I haven't touched any money in my account, I've gotten two all expense paid trips to two different continents and I can get more if I want, I don't stress for anything, and if I have his baby I take 15% of everything who owns, I wouldn't trade that for anything in the world". "All you have mentioned so far are material things, none of them seems t

“Fuck it. I’ve seen enough. I’ll have to call Mark downtown and see if he’ll let me poach one of his sous-chefs.” “James,” he says. “You want to see this girl.” As I said before; Al is the one person I truly trust, so if he says I should see her, then I should see her. “Okay,” I tell him. “Send her in.” A lot of guys with my kind of money would have invited all of those girls back to his bedroom for the night and run through them like a hungry bear gorging himself on honey. But truth be told, I’m over that playboy lifestyle. I became a millionaire at eighteen, after selling an app that helped people find cars in their price range, and by thirty I was a billionaire after developing longer-las

"You took that from both of us!" Katya met his gaze, her own eyes filled with a weariness that went beyond the current confrontation. "You speak of rights, Mr. Dawson. Let's speak of mine. My right to choose a life free from the spotlight, free from the suffocating expectations of wealth. My right to raise my son in peace, away from the kind of world your family inhabits. You are a well-known billionaire. My previous life, the one I ran from, was one of immense wealth and public scrutiny. I chose to escape that. And your presence, your entire world, threatens to drag me and my son back into it."

"Billionaire you say?, you don't even have anything as we speak, your company has tons of debts to pay, let's see how you'll recover from that. And oh, when you're busy mourning in trenches, I'll be at the top, the next richest man in all of Canada and even more. Oh Daniel Vuitton, it's such a pleasure seeing you go broke. But who am I to be so cruel to you aye?, worry not my ex-billionaire, I'll help your investors with better deals, I can even hear them knocking on my door *laughs*, I'll take everything from you Daniel, I'll make sure I bring you down to ashes " " Shut the hell up ", i roared, throwing my phone out of anger and it went smashing on the wall. " I will rise, Van, I WILL RISE.

Belovet asked not believing her ears "Yeah, it was fun, he's a multi billionaire Beloveth, he's the owner of Alex Empire,, I am just saying that to explain more, I am not running after his money... Just that I can't cope with a broke nigga " Chloe said hugging herself "so,,, is there something special in that.. " Beloveth scold "geez, you are too boring, I am actually telling you my personal affairs.. Can't believe you are responding this way.. " Chloe said feeling hurt

“I’m done being a victim!” I shouted, my voice echoing against the walls of my apartment, though there was no one to hear it but me. I slammed my laptop shut and paced the small living room, the heels of my feet clicking sharply against the hardwood. The numbers had been brutal today—stock charts, investment alerts, subtle news articles—I knew what Emma was doing, even from miles away. She was dismantling Drake’s empire piece by piece. And every trick, every manipulation, every whispered rumor, every quiet press hit… it felt like a dagger aimed not at him, but at me.

“If I wanted to kill you, you’d be six feet under by now. You underestimate me too much, Lillith Hellman.” “You’ve underestimated me too,” I said with a smile, wishing he could see it. “You thought you could shut me down with what you did but here I am, still rising. You’re really pathetic, the most pathetic billionaire I have ever met. Even your worst won’t work on me.”