Double Life Of A Billionaire Novelas e Histórias

He glanced at me disgustingly for some second and turned to go sit on the couch. I smirked. "Now do have any questions to ask?" "No I am done asking." I said. "We are having a special guess coming in today." I began. "We are going to be having a meeting with the lady." "Really? Is that time of the month?" I blew out a breath through my mouth. "We are going to be having more guess coming in today." "Yeah you don't need to remind me of that. My parent won't miss this opportunity for a billionaire."

As a junior, Raine said somewhat self-deprecatingly, "I don't know anything. I only have money. Whatever you need, I will provide." Everyone looked at Raine, and Matilda asked curiously, "Raine, how much money do you have?" Embarrassed, Raine said, "It's not much. After buying what Master needed, I still have about 150 million! It's not all in our currency; I have all sorts!" Everyone was astonished; they did not expect Raine to have earned so much just by making food. Sure enough, all the world's billionaires had the same idea—to live as long as possible, preferably forever.

If I was this jittery now, what would happen when we'd be seeing each other every day? USA's most eligible bachelor. Heartbreaker. Billionaire at twenty-four. Were the most popular anecdotes used to describe him? However, one stood out the most to me; a billionaire at twenty-four. Really? His parents weren't dead yet so how had he been able to have all their wealth under his name? Unless it was by name only. Or maybe he'd made his own money himself? No. That was impossible. How did someone at his very young age of twenty-four amass such a large amount of wealth, especially if his parents weren't wealthy in the first place?

“Well, if you thought my townhouse was flash, brace yourself.” “It’s like the magazines then?” “It’s absolutely over the top and fancy.” I grin. “But, it’s Jayden. He’s a billionaire and he likes to show it. You’ll get used to it.” “I feel like there could be harder things in life to get used to.” “You know, you’re right. There are way worse things in life to get used to than a billionaire lifestyle. I think it’s time I embraced it a little more.” “I need to stop by work. Do we have time? I need to sort time off.”

Turns out, my boring life didn’t magically disappear even after getting a little taste of the rich life. Morning gave way to night, nights blended into days, and days turned into weeks. It's been three weeks since my life changed overnight. I'm getting used to the new me, leaving behind the financial struggles of my past, all thanks to my sister's insane luck with love , she's dating a billionaire now, I suppose.

Me in that silver dress, standing far too close to Alexander Lancaster. His hand was at my waist. I remembered the moment his touch, the confusion in his eyes. And now it was plastered across the internet. The headline was bold and cruel: **'Nichole Adams Caught in Scandal with Billionaire Alexander Lancaster — Betrayal Runs in the Family?’** My stomach dropped. “Oh God…” Claire exhaled slowly. “It’s already everywhere. T*****r, gossip sites, even some business pages.” I took her phone, scrolling through the comments.

Liliana: “Irene, seriously, Nathan is not bad at all. If he became your boyfriend, he’d be a thousand times better than Perry.” Liliana obviously wanted me to get over my breakup, so she started putting “dangerous ideas” in my head. I weakly shook my head and sighed. She had it all wrong. Other than that one night, there was nothing between me and Nathan—and there never would be. We came from two different worlds. What kind of man was Nathan Spence? With a flick of his wrist, he could shake the entire Milshire. He owned properties and businesses all over the country. He kept a low profile, but everyone knew he was a billionaire.

She would sit in the rocking chair for hours, humming old melodies while Alexander slept against her chest. The mansion no longer felt like a battlefield. The security systems remained in place, but the constant edge of fear had dulled. Dr. Anthony and Sophia were both serving life sentences. Their final appeals had been denied. The company board had stabilized under Dominic’s leadership. For the first time in a long while, ordinary life felt possible.

I followed without a word. My old life was gone. I was the Billionaire Don’s fifty-million-dollar prize now. And the real sharing had only just begun.

"I didn't realize you went for rich billionaires now. Your niche a few years ago was rebellious bad boys with a truckload of trauma behind them." I laughed, still ruffled from the encounter I had a few minutes ago. Grandma started ticking her fingers. "Mommy issues, daddy issues." She grinned. "You name it. You're an expert at this." My grandma could be funny when she wanted to be. "He has a kid, a daughter, and he lives in the wealthiest part of the town. I hear he's a billionaire. I mean, he owns multiple chains of hotels and restaurants and he just bought this restaurant from Mr. Wang."