Does A Trillionaire Exist Novels & Stories

When their one night stand resulted in an unexpected pregnancy, Nerissa life was turned upside down. Trillionaire CEO, Asher Blackwood, is determined to claim his heir and make Nerissa his - but on his terms. Nerissa finds out that he is her boss and realizes that she has no other choice but to enter a contract marriage with him. As they navigate their complicated marriage, Asher's secrets and Nerissa's fears threaten to tear them apart. Nerissa find out the truth about Asher's past and the real reason he's so desperate to hold on to her? As the stakes grow higher, Nerissa must decide whether to surrender to Asher or to go her own way, even if it means losing the man she loves."

My jaw dropped. He's not a broke Billionaire. At this rate, he's a trillionaire! I just stepped into a beautiful world filled with lies with my trillionaire.

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.

Just because of this girl? But just who is she for the CEO to go through such extremes? Everyone here knows, when Greg Travis signs a ruling, whether it's in town, country, or abroad, that ruling will be enforced. He is the richest man in the world and his group is the most powerful having swallowed up several companies in the world in its expansion. He is a trillionaire whom even the presidents of countries seek to curry favor. So for these two, it's the end of their careers.

Raven’s voice broke my trance. I lowered my gaze, biting my lower lip. They weren’t rich. Billionaires? Trillionaires? If there was a category beyond these in the Earthly realm, it would be an insult to them. They could buy the entire mortal realm and not even care to look at their bank balance. Wait! Do they even need a bank balance? They must own the bank itself. I let out a sigh, feeling the temperature of my body rise even more. To explain their wealth status, a new word needed to be created.

"A new private jet, wow, I should have known, I forgot you are a billionaire, how did I not know my husband is so fucking rich and influential? Wow, I sometimes forget how wealthy you are, so much money, I married rich, not a lot of people can relate. She talked on, at this rate she was sure Rafael might be rethinking his decision to marry her or even to go on this trip but she couldn't stop chit chatting. "Almost a trillionaire, just a few more loads and good deal and I will enter that league, so better get used to it, and also the attention that I plan on giving you," He said proudly. "Yes, sir, I am looking further to it," "Why do you keep saying, sir?" "It's fun,"

Theodore Thatcher was the definition of a self-made billionaire, already at the top of the renowned list of billionaires worldwide. At 29, he was the youngest to ever achieve such a status. His empire stretched across industries, from technology to real estate, with his name on the lips of the most powerful figures in business. Every move he made was calculated, every decision deliberate. Theodore had amassed more wealth than many could ever dream of. The inheritance from his father—though substantial—was a mere fraction of what Theodore had built through his own intelligence and relentless work ethic.

"He identifies the woman in the picture as Maya Everett and introduces the woman standing before me as her mother, Julian Everett." My jaw drops in disbelief as I gaze at Julian, struggling to reconcile the fact that she's a member of the affluent Everett family, known for their inherited wealth, albeit not listed on the Alessio billionaire list due to their mixed heritage. I'm still struggling to wrap my head around the uncanny resemblance between Maya Everett and me. This revelation is the most astonishing news I've ever received. I can't help but wonder if this means I'm destined for greatness. If resembling a billionaire means I'll someday join their ranks.

They never expected to be humiliated in just a few dozen seconds. Besides their embarrassment, Erwin and the others also felt afraid. Sean had been their classmate back in college. He had never looked poor, but he certainly hadn't looked rich either. Yet in just a few years, he had become a boss who could casually put up 3 trillion for a stone gambling match. That's right, 3 trillion! To most of the people present, it was an unimaginably enormous amount. Even though many of them had achieved some success, they still might never earn that much money even if they worked their entire lives. Those with wealth measured in trillions were the true tycoons of Bandung.

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.