Novel & Cerita Entangled With The Billionaire

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

I cupped my chin and then he gripped my elbow with wide eyes. "That is great. Wh-" "I thought of it but its like so huge. Like it's really huge" The smile slowly wiped from my face as he looked me dead in the eye. "Your husband, he's a billionaire. Isn't he and he has the exposure. You have the exposure, Aal. It's going to hit and it's going to be amazing" He said and my voice died in the silence of my thoughts. "See?" He shrugged his shoulders before backing off, yet till somewhat close.

“He is worth billions, not just one-something-billion. The man is worth 40 billion dollars. He is not your average 1%. He is the 0.1% of the 1%.” “Stop drooling, Mother.” I rolled my eyes even though she could not see me. “Whatever she did to him won’t last. He will kick her to the curb soon enough. She is too far below him to be able to keep him. Not when the women who are after him are literal Victoria's Secret angels. Even I tip my hat off to them.” How? My mind was still stuck on this point. First, she landed Dylan and then I had to take him. But now she had somehow leveled her way up to his uncle? How did she even come in contact with him? From what I had heard of the billionaire he was

He poured her a glass. “So what are we celebrating?” He took a large gulp from the bottle before answering. “The latest news headline on Henry...” Her lips slowly curled into a sinister smile. “From the looks on your face, I can say you know what I am talking about” “The deal with the Arabian billionaire...” “My father’s insider gave us all the dirty details” he answered with a smile. “The news reports didn’t say if the billionaire was completely withdrawing his investment after Henry made a fool of himself...”

It was Adrian Bishop, a billionaire known for his cutthroat business tactics and an unwavering obsession with Ethan's success. "Amelia, Ethan, how lovely to see you," Adrian greeted us, his voice dripping with false charm. "I have a proposition for you. Care to join me for a little game of chance?" Ethan and I exchanged a glance, a mix of curiosity and caution flickering in our eyes. We had heard tales of Adrian's high-stakes gambling ventures, where fortunes were won and lost in the blink of an eye. We knew better than to underestimate his cunning and the lengths he would go to in order to achieve his goals.

he ordered through the telephone. "Mr Alexander?" The guy asked. "Yes, come see me," Alexander ordered once more. If he went down, he had to make Collins pay: for everything Collins did to him. He had been ignoring because it was his fault Collins got into the gang but Collins didn't want to leave anymore. "Come see me," Alexander stood up and looked through the curtains. Rosalie was gone. No one loved him. He was in it. He ruffled his hair and sighed. The life of a billionaire wasn't rosy like people would say it was. His own life had been full of thorns.

"I don't care about your personal issues, Emily. What matters is this presentation. We must secure this contract – it's the largest our agency has ever seen." "Give me your best, Emily. No mistakes, no excuses. We can't afford to lose this opportunity." We nodded in unison, the gravity of the moment sinking in. "Have you reviewed his profile?" our boss asked Gracie, her tone firm. "To create an effective advert for his company, we need to demonstrate our understanding of him." Gracie hesitated. "I tried searching online, but there's virtually nothing on him. All we know is that he's a wealthy billionaire, and that's it. It's as if he's intentionally keeping his life under wraps."

Only the clatter of cutlery and the soft hum of the AC can be heard. “My friends and I are organizing a charity gala tonight, and I want you both to attend,” he says, pointing his index finger at the two of us seated at the table. “I think it’s time to let my friends and associates know the Davidson future is safe, and worth their money if they invest in us.” My heart flutters. My chest tightens. I’ve never been to these kinds of things before. I don’t fit into the billionaire world. Not only that, but I’ve always been a contented girl. If not for my father’s insatiable quest for wealth, maybe I’d be on a vacation right now—right next to Barry.

Evan asked, his hands on his waist, thinking. "Nope!" Shantelle said, "I want to buy it with my own money." She marched closer to Evan and indicated, "I'm thinking about spending a lot of money. Lots and lots of it." When she was inches away from Evan, she said, "I just found out that I am... a billionaire, and I didn't even know how it all happened!" Folding her arms against her chest, she asked, "Who could my generous benefactor be?" Evan laughed. His eyes thinned in amusement as they gleamed. He answered, "Oh, that."

not like it matters to me, but it will be a shame if he was single “Hey earth to Isabella, what are you thinking about, she asked snapping her fingers in my face. “Oh, yeah, I have heard of them, so what? I don’t see what the big deal “Um, excuse me, I heard a voice say from behind me. Turning around to see the rich billionaire walking towards us “Can I talk to you for a few minutes, maybe grab something to eat. I was lost for words, what does a billionaire want to possibly talk to me about.