El Yerno Millonario Novels & Stories

Making sure I understand them correctly. The firstborn child of Adrian Cross. That's Ezra. My baby. My son sleeping upstairs. My hands start shaking harder. The paper crinkles in my grip. Forty-seven million. One hundred fifty-six million. Two hundred three million. I do the math in my head. Over four hundred million dollars. Ezra is supposed to inherit over four hundred million dollars. And nobody told me. Not Adrian. Not his parents. Not a single person in this entire family mentioned this.

" Shaking her head, Tana snatches it from her hand. “No, that's the hot billionaire dick I'm going to marry if you decide to leave me for some country starlet. I catch a glimpse of the cover. It's a copy of Forbes, and there's a stupidly handsome, handsome brunette on the cover. The headline reads: CREIGHTON KARAS SMASHES COMPETITION “What are you talking about, woman? You would bury me back if I looked at another woman,” Mick growls. Tana's lyrical laugh echoes off the walls.

He was more like my dad just that he was fucking me rough and then one day I went to the mall I happened to meet this young good looking guy called Liam he was my age I loved him when I first saw him and we dated for like 2 years then we got busted Milton told me to make Liam sign everything to me then i drugged him and indeed he signed everything to my name and I run away last year Milton got me and apparently I'm owing him 56Million for staying , eating, bathing in his house for free So I had to sell everything that Liam mseleku signed to me and I made atleast 54Million I payed Milton I tried to kill him many times but I failed and now he wants the rest 2 million so I Sold all the staff si

And my legally married husband, Eric Macmillan is apparently heir to a Billionaire fortune. I turned to Eric slowly “You’re a billionaire,” I blurted, as I practically shoved my phone in his face. “You’re a billionaire heir. Why didn’t you tell me?!” He froze, eyes widening slightly as he saw the video. “Sienna, I—” “No, don’t ‘Sienna’ me! Why is the internet calling you a billionaire heir?!” He raised his palms gently, like he was approaching a startled animal. “Let’s breathe for a moment. We were about to go get breakfast. Why don't we eat first and I promise I’ll explain anything you want to know.”

"But just so you know…if I find out that you lied to me and I in fact have a dad..I’ll never forgive you mom.” Cesari Islan Sandoval was considered the richest man in Meredor and was third richest in the world worth a lot of billions. He was referred to as a god but he was just a man with the midas touch. His empire was vast having started from scratch and he dealt in oil and gas, automobile, mining and owned a chain of hotels around the world, a shoe company called Suenos and of course Islan Sandoval foundation for the poor, homeless and disabled.

He wasn't smiling, but still managed to look so hot and handsome. "Yes, why do you have his photo as your wallpaper? Who is he?" Grace frowned. "That's what I was explaining yesterday. This hot specimen is our new CEO, Enrique Black. He is a billionaire and has so much money, that he doesn't know what to do with it. His family, the Blacks, they come from old money. Their family heritage can be traced back to six generations of riches. He has a supermodel younger sister, Sophia and his ex is the supermodel, Margot Prescott. He is also a celebrity chef, he is the host of Cook Your Feelings Out. He—"

*Accidental Surrogate For The Ruthless Billionaire* Blurb: Eloise Laurent thought she had it all—a loving husband, a beautiful home, and the promise of a bright future. But her perfect life shattered in a single night when she discovered her husband, Damian, was about to take another wife. Humiliated, heartbroken, and cast out with nothing, Eloise’s world crumbled. Yet, just as she hit rock bottom, an even more shocking revelation emerged—the child growing inside her wasn't Damian’s. Due to a hospital mix-up, she was carrying the heir of Dante Romano, a ruthless billionaire known for his cold heart and iron will.

He unfolds the paper, scans it, then looks up. “Miss Hart,” he says gently, “the DNA test confirms a ninety-nine point nine percent match.” The world tilts. “You are Evander Kingsley’s biological daughter.” For a moment, no one moves. No one breathes. Then Eleanor’s hand flies to her mouth. A sound escapes her—small, broken, raw. Not a sob. Not a gasp. Something in between. Something that sounds like twenty-three years of grief cracking open. Her eyes fill instantly, tears spilling over before she can stop them.

And so does Ciara, the girl is never absent from stroking her mother's belly while feeling a hard kick from Lean or Theo who may be fighting for food in Eden's belly. “You are very admirable, young lady. Two babies!” Aciel shouted excitedly beside Eden. He is still drifting into his euphoria as a father of four now. His life will surely be more colorful and more exciting than the life of his gloomy youth. It felt like he was getting compensation from God for the destruction of his family in the past.” "For a rich man like you, ten kids don't seem like a problem," said Laila who suddenly approached them while carrying Theo.

AVA I woke up the next morning with Liam's words echoing in my head. "Once I have full custody, I won't need her anymore." The betrayal cut deeper than any physical wound. I'd signed away my freedom for nothing but borrowed time with my son. The sound of Eli's laughter drifted down the hallway, and I followed it like a lifeline. I found him in the playroom with Elena, who was teaching him to count in what sounded like Spanish. "Uno, dos, tres," Eli repeated carefully, clapping his hands.