Dominant Billionaire Romance Novels Novels & Stories

He chuckles, a rumbling sound that has my inner muscles contracting and my pulse spiking. He more seriously contends, “You’re amazingly beautiful, Nikki.” “No more beautiful than any other woman you’ve been with,” I simply state. He is, after all, a billionaire. Intelligent. Refined. And—not that I need to fixate on this once more, but I can’t help myself… He’s magnificent from head to toe. Granted, I realize that none of this encompasses the full extent of my attraction to him. Jameson Richards is the type of person who seeps into your soul, whether you’ve welcomed them there or not. He’s inherently honed to take over, to consume you.

“It doesn’t look like nothing, Kenna.” “That’s because you have a warped mind, Xander and think the lowest of the low about me. You always did. All I was to you was a commodity for your girlfriend, Violet.” She chuckles. I am angry now, how dare she even refer to Violet as my girlfriend. She is not and I do not intend to have one for a very long time. Sure, at some point I will need to think about remarrying, I need an heir to carry on with my business, the empire I have built with hard work, blood, sweat and yes some tears along the way. I have sacrificed so much to be able to be successful and one of the richest billionaires in the Americas and taking Europe by storm.

"You lost the right to claim me when you abused me, you did not only abused me you also cheated on me countless times with your numerous hoes." Alex's expression darkened. "That was just a misunderstanding, and every time it happens, I always apologize. Look, I know I hurt you but I still love you. "Understand this: over my dead body will I ever go back to you and you can never have me," Isabella spat. Alex chuckled "Who is the Billionaire I heard you're flirting with? So, you want to pick him over me right? Come on Isabella, you should know by now that he won't settle for something less like you."

he gestured to the sprawling landscape, "this is what I crave. Peace, quiet, a chance to just be." His words resonated with a truth that reverberated through me. Despite the lavish lifestyle, the social gatherings, and the constant scrutiny, Ethan yearned for normalcy, for a life beyond the gilded cage of his family's expectations. Looking into his eyes, I saw a vulnerability that had been hidden beneath the billionaire facade. A vulnerability that mirrored the feelings blooming within me. The contract might have been a lie, but the connection we shared felt increasingly real with each passing day. As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, we gravitated closer, the warmth of his body a

For as long as I can remember, I’ve never really done anything I loved, I was born to be prim and proper as the lady of the Carter household, my mom, a retired pageant queen and model, and my Dad, CEO to one of the biggest conglomerate in the world, well at least biggest after the Russo’s Empire, my dad’s biggest rival and ex best friend. You can say my father is an obsessed workaholic which worsened after the Russo’s Empire was named the number 1 money making company by millions of blogs and tabloid especially since what happened between my father and Mr. Smith Russo. Anyways they passed on their beef to their children at least the Heirs and we have been doing a really great job hating each

Noah says and Tiwa nods in affirmation. They say it like it’s so easy. Dominique Gray is an arrogant, sweet-talking, manipulative billionaire. The moment I agree to what he’s proposing, I’m going to be like other girls. The girls who fell for every one of his sweet words. The girl who’s like other girls. He knew from the start that I was going to fall for his charms, and he used that to his advantage. You should back out of this, Robyn, there’s no guarantee you’re gonna win his games. He’s fucking good.

Instead, as I stepped inside, a sharp awareness slithered down my spine. I didn’t belong here. The room was bathed in golden light, the faint scent of fresh roses lingering in the air. But beneath the floral sweetness, something richer lurked—money, power, exclusivity. It dripped from the silk-draped furniture, the gold-trimmed mirrors, the towering shelves filled with books that probably hadn’t been touched in years. But none of it was as overwhelming as her. Serena Lancaster. The celebrity model. She didn’t just belong in this world—she ruled it.

It was embarrassing if that was the case. But what choice did she have when the reason that could change her grandmother's life was at stake right now? "Don't cry because I'm not buying you. I want you to marry me, Elyzabeth Alexa," he said, and she raised her eyes again. Marry you? She blinked several times and licked her lips while looking at him. She wasn't expecting to hear those words from him. Wasn't it better to hear than being called just a billionaire's obsession? But for him, was there a difference?

He whispers. I bit my lip, chuckling a little. ”Yeah sorry about that, I don’t make a habit of falling into billionaires laps.” He frowned. ” I hope not.” I look up and into those eyes. Those beautiful bright eyes that were as hard as ice, but somehow I managed to melt into. He was so handsome, my heart was beating a million miles an hour. His lips pulled up a little into a smile, a genuine smile... dare I say. My heart nearly stops.

Agreeing to be his bed-warmer? "I promise you won't regret this." His voice thickens against the nape of her neck, she could feel his breathing. So even and hot. She makes muffles inhale, her. Cara Denver, A-listed actress suddenly growing jelly for a man who ruled the underworld. This wasn't the way she planned her life. "I can make you feel other things, dear. Just open for me dear." His hands skims her dress and she lays towards the chair rest, her face breathless.