Falling For My Dying Billionaire Novelas e Histórias

My stomach flipped like it had eaten rocks instead of rice. “I…” I swallowed, staring at the screen. “I’m going to die.” Wyatt placed a careful hand on my back. “It’s not that bad—” “It’s worse!” I hissed. “That man is a billionaire. And now I look like a gold-digger and a drunk lunatic. He’s probably going to blacklist me in every company.” Eleanor leaned back in her chair, completely unbothered. “On the bright side, he’s ridiculously hot.” I stared at her. “My life is over.”

Dariel missed Geena with every passing day but he couldn't stand the fact that she would see him the way she did. Grandma brought him up to be hardworking and content with whatever he had. Besides, Geena was all he ever wanted, he had no business with her billions. At some point though, he couldn't blame her. Riches come with a lot of insecurities. He loved her and he wanted to see her but he just felt too hurt to reach out to her. Plus he'd be going to Italy soon to have a look at his late father's vast empire. How was he going to live the billionaire lifestyle without Geena by his side?

I forcefully unglue my gaze from the wall and fix it on the man who’s about to become my husband. His eyes are as cold and as emotionless as ever, but only I can sense the fire that roars underneath. To him, I whisper; “I fell for you once. God knows I fell deeply and wholly in love with you, Mason, but all you’ve ever done is reciprocate my love with pain.” His gaze still gives nothing away. Maybe I was right. Maybe he really is a monster. Who am I kidding? They call him the most dangerous billionaire in New York City, and I still went ahead and fell in love with him.

I’m sure he could see the tears. “Alright, ma.” But my mind was still filled with thoughts of Leo. It refused to let him go. I just thought—if I got this job, it wouldn’t be bad to be close to a billionaire. Since dating a broke guy like Leo didn’t work out, I guess a billionaire and a personal maid would work out. I smiled at that thought. I didn’t even notice when the car pulled up to the place. “We are here, ma,” the driver said as he stepped out of the driver’s seat and opened the car door for me. As I stepped out, I walked straight toward a tall gate. I guessed that gate alone was worth a million.

“You can't force me to do this, Dad.” He finally turned his head to look at me, his eyes dark with a heavy, inescapable weight. “You promised me to do anything I ask of you in the future, Nadia. I am only asking you to give Mr. Stone a chance.” He reached out, his hand hovering over mine without touching it. “He is lonely, and he really needs a new wife. This arrangement will be more favorable to you than being his son’s wife.” I opened the car door and stepped out onto the gravel driveway, my legs shaking as I walked up the grand stone steps. Inside, the massive foyer felt colder than the night air. Leonardo Stone sat in a leather armchair by a roaring fireplace, looking every bit the billi

He was the kind of man who didn't ask for power; rather, he took it. And now I was caught in his storm. I sat in bed, with my curtains closed, as I watched the muted TV as headlines scrolled at the bottom of the screen, and they were all versions of the same lie. The Billionaire's New Fiancée: A Redemption Arc Or Revenge Plot? We were all confused They didn't know the half of it. Neither did I. The next morning, I walked to the balcony in Killian's dress shirt and no pants. The city was still buzzing below. The air was crisp, the sky overcast, but I welcomed the quiet

Prologue Be careful, they said. He will break your heart. Breaking my heart? He wasn't even in my heart at all, so how would he break it? You won't know it, they said. He will make you slowly fall for him and rip it all apart. My name is Eleanor and falling in love with a billionaire, wasn't in my to-do-list. For some reason, people think I won't be able to resist the charms of the Almighty billionaire. Not even my best friend, Chloe, thinks that.

Vlad Fernandez’s POV "Who is this woman?" I asked as soon as I arrived at my penthouse. She had been delivered an hour ago. That foolish Don Marco thought he could bribe me with a woman to distract me from his mountain of debt. My secretary said, "Her name is Cattleya Sullivan, the billionaire heiress. That's all I know for now. I'll dig up more information for you, sir." I tossed my coat to the floor and said, "Get out."

"The Willis can’t do much to me anyway, and if anyone tries to harm you, then, I would break them really bad that they would wish they didn’t have such foolish thoughts in the first place." Why did everything he said make my heart flutter? It was probably because I was pregnant. I was feeling too much emotions, that is all. I have learnt my lesson with Nathan, falling for a Willis was a bad decision, and it didn’t matter if I was already married to one. Or, if this one made things look so beautiful without even trying. It changes nothing. As he moved towards the stairs, he suddenly turned to look at me. "And, before I forget, you need to dress up in casual clothes tomorrow because we are goi

“Like they didn’t just understand my taste, they understood me. It had to have been you.” “It had to be me. I’m your best friend.” Jess bumped her shoulder into mine with a smug grin. “Who knew dating a billionaire could take you from homeless to homeowner in record time? I seriously need to find myself one of those, ASAP.”