Falling For My Billionaire Ex's Dad Novels & Stories

“What, did something happen” “Mom his name is Alexander Hayes, and…” “What’s wrong baby, you don’t like his last name…” “No mom, not that. The thing is, he is a 50 year old billionaire who happens to be… Ethan’s Father” I said slightly closing my eyes as though that gesture would reduce the intensity of the bomb I just dropped.” “What on earth” she said in utter shock. “I know mom, it’s messy…” “It IS very messy Aria, the man is just five years younger than I am and on top of that he is Ethan’s father, what in the world...”

The Billionaire's Secret Obsession Claimed by My Best Friends Dad Hope fell hopelessly in love with the billionaire Ashton Greenspan, but their love is forbidden because he is her best friend's father. Despite the potentially disastrous consequences, she ventures into a dangerous game of seduction with the man who makes her sigh. With his muscular physique and dazzling fortune, Ashton becomes her irresistible obsession. Will they be able to overcome the barriers of love and find happiness together, or are they destined for a life of secrets and deceits?

that I will see my father's face. "Your father wasn’t like this before he was among the top billionaires. What she actually said got my heart wondering about whether she was telling me this to make me believe that her husband was a billionaire. What I don’t understand is how a top billionaire ends up flat, like a tire that has been flattened with no repair. I remember that day. I was with my father. He said exactly the same thing, that he wasn't like this before; it was because of my mother that he lost everything. Is there something my mother wasn’t telling me?

Trying to understand why anyone would want to hurt him. He noticed immediately. "What?" I forced a smile. "Nothing." A lie. A terrible one. But the only option available. Because how was I supposed to explain any of this? Hi Dad, A billionaire says your business collapse wasn't an accident. Someone is threatening you. And apparently people are investigating your past. Pass the potatoes. Not exactly dinner conversation. Later that night, after everyone went to bed, I stood by my bedroom window. The neighborhood was quiet, still and peaceful. At least on the surface.

That I had never mattered. They showed me images. Serena, running barefoot through a burning hallway, hair singed and dress in tatters, a baby in her arms. A werewolf lunging, only to be felled by her fangs. Blood pooling on marble. A man who looked too much like Richard dropping to his knees, eyes full of betrayal. They said that man had been my father. They said I would inherit her path. They said it was in my blood, and blood always wins. I said they were wrong. I said it over and over until my voice broke. They didn’t argue. They only smiled.

He looked over at Alexander, who was checking his phone but clearly listening. "So," Dad lowered his voice, leaning in. "That's him? The billionaire causing all the stir in Manhattan?" I chuckled, a small, genuine sound. "Yes, Dad. That's him." "He's... tall," Dad noted, impressed. "And he wears a suit well. Better than the last one." The mention of Richard hung in the air. My father had liked Richard. Or, at least, he had liked Richard's status. He had liked having a son-in-law who was a CEO.

“Anything else, dad? We have many things to do after this. Can we just go straight with the main point.” William nodded. “Straight to the point then. Here I go.” Everyone gasped and Dinah scream in shock when William push himself away from his wheelchair and fall face down to the ground. Alissa was too shock to make a sound. All she can do is stare at Daniel and Dinah holding the patriarch of their family who is struggling to kneel. He looked pathetic. The billionaire who had push her mother to suicide and threaten her, protecting his rapist of a son. A millionaire who had looked down at her for her blood and her heritage. He now knelt down at her feet. Crying.

"Don't pretend to be noble. You always refused to please rich men. Now our company is about to go bankrupt, and if you fail again this time, I'm going to sell you to a Mexican drug lord. If you want to live, go and please Vince. It's better for both of us." Lydia remembered the terrible look on her father's face when he said that. Her father won't allow her to screw this up, because this time the billionaire is Vince Evans. Vince Evans is a name that no one can ignore. The heir of a nationwide luxury hotel group, a famous Wall Street investor, the top three on the list of golden bachelors ...... Also, the CEO with cruel methods, the domineering and cold businessman, the man who will never be

My father’s voice dropped deathly low as he advanced toward me. “I will not be used as a replacement for any man. I deserve to be with someone I love—and who loves me too. Not someone who is looking for a substitute.” I was defiant and hell-bent on not marrying Jared Wilson. A billionaire businessman and mogul, he had the looks and the money any woman would normally desire.

All thanks to her evil deed. My father was shocked and surprised by the news; he also said he had no idea about Mr Maya's initial intention towards me. The old man only came, promised him monetery things and my hands in marriage in return. He also apologised for literally selling me off to Mr Maya. He said he is sorry that he was blinded by the fact that Mr Maya is a billionaire, that's why he kept on matchmaking us. He said he is sorry he didn't notice my feelings. Of course, I forgave him before he even asked; we were both blinded by his wealth that we couldn't even notice that it was a trap. That aside, my Dad is hale and healthy.. Liam and I moved him to a new comfortable home.