Entangled With The Billionaire Novels & Stories

I trail off. “It is the A for Audacity, B for Balls, and C for carelessness for me!” she exclaims. “…not just that, the crown prince of Orion who has everything to do with my father’s death announced that there is an existing marriage alliance between the Harrington’s, which is his family and my family and he will be getting engaged to my nanny’s daughter that stole my identity in the next four days,” I inform her. “Bro!!!” “That is wild,” she exclaims.

"Welcome, gentlemen… my name is Ariosh and I will be your host." There was a slight clapping of hands before Mr. Ariosh continued. "We have just one product here now… it is a special and rare one...." He gestured with his hands as a young lady was led out. "Our starting price is 30 million dollars. Can I see 40 million?" Some hands went up. This was a room filled with Mafia billionaires. "I am not interested in any of this," Marcus snarled at Giovanni. "Tell us what you want so we'll be on our way."

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I hadn't even told her that the DNA result was out already; I wanted to keep her in the dark until I figured out what I wanted. As I dismantled the fleet of stairs stealthily, my sister's scream almost sent me falling down the few staircases left. “You did it!” Laura screamed with so much enthusiasm. With my hand clutching my chest, I retorted, “You scared the hell out of me.” “Who is the billionaire's wife to be?” Laura screamed. My mother came out of the kitchen with mittens in hand and said, “Pollen is the billionaire's wife to be.” “Who is the billionaire's wife to be?” Laura shouted even louder this time around.

I couldn't reject the offer about the personal assistant work which I saw on the sign board hours ago. Kara rasped in as they glared at each other. "Do you think it's the company of..." MR Anthony" the youngest wealthy billionaire of this country? Nova redolent so as Eliana nodded her head. " It could be nova" I also saw the post online this morning.

CHAPTER ONE The living room was filled with tension. The words that were spoken by Mr. Walter, her dad's creditor, gave hope to their hearts. It was as if Manna was thrown from above and Mr. Walter was an angel sent from God. As he kept on talking, Ashley moved closer to the last stairs, which were nearer to the living room, hid from their sight, and continued eavesdropping. "I'm going to forget about the 10 million dollars you are owing me, and I'm even going to help your company get back on its feet." Mr. Walter said, and she could see her dad smiling.

He took her to the bank so An hour later, San entered her apartment and found Gael on the bed waiting for her. He did not look happy and turned his face to the other side. San sighed. "What is your problem Mr millionaire?" "Billionaire. I am a billionaire you fool. But why do you even care. Go to your boyfriend and eat those pancakes with him." Gael huffed angrily while San nodded. "So, you are angry because I ate pancakes." She laid on the bed and relaxed herself while Gael thought for few minutes.

Lucas signals the boy with a snap of his finger and he nodded. "200 million dollars or she dies in 4 days. We won't repeat ourselves. Come with the money to…." I felt like wetting myself. My throat scratched and I started begging. Begging for her life. She's all I have, anything happening to her will only render me mentally useless.

Clenching tightly unto my heart, at last the City's famous cold hearted billionaire couldn't take it anymore and cried ever so horribly. Damn, what a shitty story indeed!

Kingston McGorrith was not the kind of man you would expect to see juggling shareholder documents with baby-shopping plans at the back of his mind, but here he was, sitting at his mahogany desk, scrolling through spreadsheets like his life depended on it. And maybe it did. Between managing his multi-billion-dollar empire and making sure his pregnant wife was happy, this man was booked, busy, and his borderline was completely burned out.