Entangled With The Billionaire Novels & Stories

Adrian’s eyes lit up as he saw me approach them. I couldn’t mistake the lust in his eyes… Almost as if he was making known that he wanted me. As if. I was just a bar waitress, and he was a billionaire. I would be the last person that he would be interested in. And even if he was… He would only see me as a one-night stand. I was sure of it. I knew that billionaires usually were billionaires because they weren’t tied down to anybody, and could focus solely on hustling and growing their businesses without any distractions.

“But I’m honoured to finally introduce you to the man I’ve been keeping to myself, Dante Moreau.” Gasps. A glass shattered. Someone actually whispered holy shit. Because that name, that face, that man, wasn’t just rich. He was untouchable. Elusive. A billionaire ghost whose appearances were limited to boardrooms and court filings. No woman had ever been seen on his arm. No tabloid had ever caught him in a compromising photo. If there had been a sweepstakes for Least Likely To Be Secretly Engaged To Me, he would’ve been the odds-on favorite.

Anton continued, unwavering, “to a new entity. This entity is not a company. It has no shareholders demanding quarterly growth. Its only metric is human dignity.” He half-turned, extending a hand towards the wings. Sabatine didn’t hesitate. He walked out to join him, not as a subordinate, not as a bodyguard, but as an equal. The cameras went into a frenzy. This was the image the world had been waiting for: the billionaire and his partner, side by side at the precipice of a new age.

“I’m engaged.” Gasps and murmurs rent the air and Alison’s expression shifts from mischievous to surprise. I guess she is expecting a ‘no’ from me, so she can embarrass me more. “You are?” Her voice shifts an octave higher. “Yes.” I look her straight in the eyes. “Not just to anyone but to a billionaire.” Alison goes pale instantly and her jaw drops to the ground. “A billionaire.” She echoes the words like she can’t believe it. “Who is he?” Another lady shifts in her seat, glaring at me.

Then again, Bentley was a man of many mysteries, and the rugged style of his penthouse complimented it. “This is a beautiful home,” I said. “Larger than it needs to be for one person, but very beautiful.” “Yeah,” he chuckled. “Maybe someday, if I get lucky, I’ll have a family to share it with.” He walked past me with the bottle of alcohol pressed to his lips. He seemed different behind closed doors. Like he was in a state of reflection or wanted something more out of life. I would have never imagined a billionaire to suffer from depression. But the old saying goes: money can’t buy happiness.

Ten hours is all it took and she's now walking a different path that she couldn't recognize. Now, she understood what Julian meant when he told her he wanted to protect her. If people reacted this way of her dining with Shawn, what more if they find out she was dating Julian Fernandez? Billionaire in the country. The Billionaire are the large, conglomerate family-controlled firms of New York characterized by strong ties with government agencies and Julian is the head of Fernandez family, hence the Billionaire title. What made their situation worse was that he's young and eveyone look up to him and his skills just because of that.

ELENA I walked into my father's study, wanting to be away from the crowd that seemed to follow me everywhere with their questioning gaze. I knew they were all aware of the news that I was married, and to a billionaire. It took just one person to find out, and the whole neighborhood would hear about it. I had been heard some whispers about me marrying Jason for his money. Hah! If only they knew.

Then Meryl and her best friend whom he doesn’t even remember her name both wanted the threesome and he was just a happy participant, why is he suddenly placed in the bad light about all this? Slowly, he dropped his phone on his large mahogany table that stretched out across the room, he knew his desk table was way too big for him but no, the bigger, the better and after all he was a billionaire now. He was in fact in charge of all Hatton enterprise. His mind wandered, suddenly thinking about Emily and hoping she hadn’t seen the hate media train that was suddenly following him and even if she did, he hoped she didn’t entirely believe them and understood that was his past life.

“Yes.” Only then did Renee realize this was what he meant last night. Dante was not a poor man, but a gorgeous hidden billionaire! Renee’s mind was in chaos all afternoon. There was a feeling of being impractical and dreaming. She didn't hear the teacher at all. Suddenly he had become so excellent, but she was still a little shrimp. She felt the gap was so big that she could hardly breathe. She used to think that she deserved Dante. As long as he was good to her, she would never leave him.

Amberleigh ascended the fancy, carved spiral staircase, holding her breath at what she might find when she reached the top. Her mind was swirling with lots of possibilities, but it was unprepared for what she found. She almost preferred it had been a body or a torture chamber. Because that way it would have been easier to try and remain unattached to the elusive, cold billionaire. Their arrangement was meant to be no strings attached after all. And nothing more. But that nothing more was becoming harder, at least on her end anyway.