Dumped, Then Claimed By A Billionaire Novels & Stories

he sighed. “Day two in billionaire prison.” By the time he walked into the main living area, Timothy was already there. Again. Of course he was. The billionaire sat at the glass dining table reviewing several holographic reports floating in the air before him. His expression was calm. Focused. Like someone who had slept perfectly well. Elliot dropped into the chair across from him. “You know,” Elliot said, “normal people sleep after two in the morning.” Timothy didn’t look up. “I slept.”

Carter muttered. The phone rang. An unknown voice, calm and chilling. “The memories were a tool, Mrs. Steele. You played your role beautifully. Transfer the merged assets to the account I’m sending, or the full files go public. Your ‘second chance’ becomes a breakdown scandal. Twenty-four hours.” Everyone froze. Roman slowly took the phone from my hand and switched it to the speaker. “Who is this?” he demanded. A chuckle echoed through the line. “You're asking the wrong question, Mr. Steele.”

Aria turned just as a news anchor appeared onscreen. BREAKING NEWS: Billionaire CEO Lucien Moretti Seen With Mystery Woman Amid Engagement Rumors— Photos filled the screen. Her leaving the SUV. Lucien beside her. Security surrounding them. Her stomach dropped. “Oh my God.” The reporter continued excitedly. “Sources close to the Moretti family claim the billionaire may secretly be involved with an unknown woman believed to have entered his estate late last night…”.Aria stared in horror. “This is insane.” Lucien remained calm beside her. “They’ll speculate until we confirm it.”

Instead, he intertwined our fingers and whispered, “Don’t let me lose you again.” “You won’t,” I said. “Not this time.” The next morning, I woke up to chaos. My phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. Notifications. Messages. Missed calls. Damien came out of the shower, towel around his waist. “What’s going on?” I turned the screen toward him. Headlines screamed from every corner of the internet: Cross LEGACY EXPOSED ILLEGAL EXPERIMENTS LEAKED ONLINE BILLIONAIRE HEIRS ACCUSED OF COVER UP

She took in a deep breath before glancing at me," Your womb got ruptured and there is a probability that you won't be able to birth a child anymore'' she answered, I clenched the gown I had on, as I let the news sink in while staring around in a daze until my eyes were fixed on the TV in front of me “ The Gray corporation stock price has hit its all-time high, CEO Richard amassed a wealth of over a billion dollars overnight, making him the latest billionaire in the Forbes news and that is because he got a mysterious investor, the old shareholders are wailing now and pleading to be taken back, what would you have done if you were in his shoes?”

“You’re a dead man, Croft! A relic! My money and my name will get me out of this! I’m a billionaire!” “Were,” I corrected him coldly. “You were a billionaire. Your assets are frozen, your accounts seized. What wasn’t taken by the government now belongs to Jennifer. She’s using your money to build a rather stunning art gallery. Spittle flew from his mouth as he yelled, “I’LL BURN IT TO THE GROUND! I’LL BURN EVERYTHING YOU HAVE!”

she hissed. "Wait! I saw the news!" Danny scrambled inside, ignoring the skillet. "The billionaire? The shark? Lil, you’ve hit the jackpot! You can’t let him pay off Vane and just walk away. If he’s got that kind of cash, he can fix everything. My new venture, the crypto-bakery—" "Get. Out."

Seriously, this guy was a billionaire, and he couldn’t afford a lifetime subscription to a streaming service? Elijah freaking Dawson—Asia’s youngest billionaire, who built his empire before most people even graduated college. At 17, he made his first million, and by 20, he hit his first billion. His company dominated the market with high-end car parts and luxury vehicles. Every big name in the industry wanted a piece of what he was selling. The guy practically breathed money, and yet, here I was, staring at an expired subscription. Annoyed, I climbed the stairs and knocked on Elijah’s door. No response. I knocked again, louder this time. Still nothing. “Figures,” I muttered, twisting the doo

Doesn't say anything. More silence. Then Damon: “A was in an accident?!” Ava confirms it. Just days before she ran. My stomach drops. "I was plugged into machines, and you just… left?" I cry. "I'm sorry. I was scared." “It's always about money with you,” Damon says on the tape. Then, a number: 5.5 million dollars. "You lost five-point-five million dollars trying to double it?!" Ava nods. "I was stupid."