Double Life Of A Billionaire Novels & Stories

“You can come back tomorrow, really early. Or, you know, hang around for a while. Sometimes these billionaires get bored, cancel last minute, head off to a hotel with their mistress or whatever. Typical stuff. You might get lucky.” That caught me off guard. I tilted my head slightly. He finally looked up. Young, maybe mid-twenties. Dreadlocks pulled into a neat bun. Clear eyes. Calm face. Zero trace of intimidation. I raised a brow. “Is that so? That’s a pretty bold take.” He shrugged, resting his elbow on the counter now, fingers still idly drumming against the keyboard. “You asked for a table. I told you how it works,” he said casually. “It’s not a take. It’s facts. Rich folks cancel all t

She was being mocked or pitied and she did not want any of these. So, she left. She left the city and all it's people back. ....After three months... "It's been three months since the death of the only heir of the multibillion dollar X complany. The chairman and the grandfather of the deceased Gael Greyson donated a huge amount to many charities. Gael Greyson was ...." The Tv was turned off showing that the person was the not anymore interested in knowing about the case. It's been three months but still this news was everywhere and on every channel.

He mumbled in a daze, "Help me! Send me to the hospital… I'll pay you 100 million…" Veronica was stunned. 100 million? Did I just save the world's richest man by chance? At the payment counter, the cashier asked, "What's your name?" Just as Veronica was about to answer, the cashier looked up and saw her face, and her attitude did a one-eighty immediately. "Oh, if it isn't Tiffany Larson, our director's daughter! Please wait a moment, Miss Larson. A doctor will be arranged for you at once…" Veronica smiled bitterly at the cashier's words. Tiffany was Veronica's biological sister. The two sisters looked exactly alike, but their lives were polar opposites of each other.

family, children is really too much for me after that. i spend my life or I can say devote my life in my business and because of my luck and hard work it turn me into billionaire I am rich and my net worth was 5 billion dollars and I was all alone in my big house. always busy in work and never feel loneliness maybe because I really like my work and I am 25 years old rich single adult but one day things change I get phone and they told me my college friend and her husband die in car accident it was invitation for funeral and that really make me depressed. I was thinking if I never let her go that day. run away with her or maybe beg for her hand then she can live happily and with cute smile

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.

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

He asked, confused. I smiled sparingly here. "Sort of. We just met recently". She answered. The young man nodded. "Anyways… What's you're doing for a living?" I change the subject. The young man crossed his arms on the table. "I own a car business. I am actually a self-made billionaire". He casually answered. I was a little shocked by what he said. "You're a billionaire?" She unbelievably asked. He just smiled. An hour passed. Vish and I talked a lot more. Most of that is about how he became a billionaire. It has also talked about its past relationships. He had many relationships with women and none of them lasted. He said his longest relationship was only one month.

I would rather die first than see her get hurt. At twenty-eight, I am a proud billionaire because I have earned every single cent of everything I have. I have hundreds of plots with construction underway and hundreds of completed rentals. I have invested millions in a bank, and I am now the top shareholder in both the water and power companies. My daughter has remained my consolation in times of despair over the years, and I haven't given women any room in my heart until recently.

she said, taking a few seconds break. Her eyes turned teary, and she fixed them on her hands, squeezing them. "Before I leave, I want to tell you the story of a lady," "For the past fifteen years, there has been a young billionaire heiress. This billionaire heiress lived her life in secret. Do you know why?" She narrated and raised a question to make it interesting and carry them along. The workers nodded with interest. "She lived like she didn’t exist because she believes wealth is dirty and she doesn’t want to get involved in it. Recently, she found out a secret about wealthy people who ganged up and killed innocent people,"

No matter how long I had lived in New York, it would never really be home. It was weird to think I was a billionaire now. When I had helped Uncle Dean run the company, I’d had a taste of the lavish life my dad had lived, but I had never had as much money as he had. He’d left me the company, but his money had gone to charities. Now that I had sold the business to Uncle Dean, I had so much money, I could drown in it.