Entangled With The Billionaire Novels & Stories

“Send Ms Granger and Simon congratulatory gifts. Send them gifts worth hundreds of millions of dollars each. No. Make it a billion dollars each. Go nuts with those gifts. Just make sure the media talks about it. Make it big news and get it trending all over social media.” Betty looked just as confused as she felt worried for her boss. A huge part of her could understand the frustration the woman was going through. She had been cheated by her ex-husband in a manner that she never saw it coming. And now this—another man who she had slowly and surely started to consider a possibility was acting out on a whole new level. But the other part of Betty wanted to remind the billionaire in front of he

HIM ~~~ If you want to get someone as complicated as Jade back, you have to rely on a complicated strategy. Thanks to that fool Brian Riggs, I was able to obtain the address of the bastard holding my sweet Jade hostage. I can’t believe she’s with none other than that Axion Tech billionaire. At first, that pissed me off because it made things a little more complicated. One millionaire isn’t so bad. One billionaire is a bit tougher. But Leonel Sinclair is notorious for being the billionaire of all billionaires, and I’d be a fool not to take that into consideration.

Alessandro “What the hell was that?” asked Nicola as I approached him and watched Miller like a hawk. He was a troubled billionaire who laundered money for various mafias except mine. He wanted me to put my money through his companies, but I was too smart a man to realize how much trouble that could mean. I would manage the money myself rather than some foolish thief. I don't like that scum around Chiara, Gregory said with annoyance. And as if fate fulfilled the will of my beast, Miller walked away.

It's thrilling—I can barely control my excitement. People told me he was cold... that he pushes everyone away. But he's not pushing me away. He's pulling me into his lap. He's whispering in my ear. And suddenly I'm letting him do whatever he wants to me. Am I the luckiest girl alive? Or am I just a toy for this billionaire to play with and toss aside? ***** 01

The plate in front of her looked like a photo from a magazine of perfect eggs, toast, and fruit carved into delicate shapes. She couldn’t eat. Her stomach twisted. "You’ll need to adjust quickly," he said, flipping the tablet closed. Then he looked at her. His gaze didn’t flinch. Cold. "Media attention has already started." Her heart skipped. "What? Already?" He slid his phone across the table. A photo. She was stepping into the building the night before, head down, hair messy. Isla Quinn: Billionaire’s Mystery Fiancée? "I thought this would be private."

he said, “to be my wife.” And just like that… the billionaire secret stopped being a mystery. And became a trap.

“What?! That man is a billionaire! From a family of billionaires! Do you know that? His father literally owns half of this city!” I shrugged. “Who in this city doesn’t know that? I was shocked too when I met him on the date. I had no idea that he was the one that wanted a surrogate.” “Date?” Estelle gasped, raising a hand to her lips. “You even went on a date with him! Oh my god, is that the date you went for last night? You didn’t tell me it was a date with a fucking billionaire, Vanessa!” She narrowed her eyes at me as if she was seeing me for the first time. “How did you even bag a billionaire on your first try? The gold-digger's association would be so proud.”

Bene walked back in and made his way to the desk, dropping the note in front of Daemon. “Everything checks out. w She’s living with some billionaire, they’ve been together for a couple of weeks now. We were able to get pictures of them having dinner and at a couple of gala parties. We’re still digging to find out what she’s done with the money but at least, we have her location now.” “This billionaire boyfriend of hers, what sort of a man is he?” Daemon asked. “Reports say he’s into oil and gas and he made his fortune through it and that means he’s a dangerous man, they all are.”

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.