Fated To My Billionaire Novels & Stories

“It is said that the billionaire was one of the most eligible bachelors before marrying her. I also heard that the billionaire cares for her until he also takes care of her sister’s health care.” More frowns were on Gwen’s forehead. She knew about Jillian who was still in the hospital. So, the information might be true. But no one knew who the billionaire was. Gwen knew there were ten of the most eligible bachelors. These so called the most eligible bachelors were also young billionaires as they were below fifty. So, Gwen tried to recall her memory to mention each of them and took a note to create the list. However, checking the list afterward, she frowned because she knew the top of the lis

I muttered, my cheeks burning again. “It’s not an insult. It’s a practical observation.” He sighed, a faint hint of exasperation finally coloring his tone. “I am thirty-two years old. My family, particularly my mother, believes my sole purpose now is to provide her with grandchildren and secure the ‘dynasty’.” He said the word with palpable distaste. “The blind dates have become… relentless. They are a distraction I can no longer afford.” I just stared at him, trying to process it. The most elusive billionaire on the planet, a man who could buy and sell small countries, was being hounded by his mom to settle down. It was so bizarrely, hilariously human that it was almost believable.

She sounds so surprised. "Omg, you know him? Can you help me with him?" The other girl giggled. "Girl, are you kidding? He's like a famous CEO, and he's a freaking billionaire!" I sucked on my lower lip. Is that true? "I can't believe he's here right now. As far as I know, he's not from this city," I heard the girl add. "But I hope he's staying long as our professor and not just here for a project or something."

Michelle's POV I had lived behind the streets of the family's gold-encrusted life, an unobtrusive witness to greed and the power struggle. My name is Michelle Carter, and after having been directly employed by Zack Lawson…period that has given me more scars than memories of love. I would never have suspected that fate would lead me before Jane Harrison, my life destroyed by the very same black lies I had been seeking to flee from for all these years.

Me in that silver dress, standing far too close to Alexander Lancaster. His hand was at my waist. I remembered the moment his touch, the confusion in his eyes. And now it was plastered across the internet. The headline was bold and cruel: **'Nichole Adams Caught in Scandal with Billionaire Alexander Lancaster — Betrayal Runs in the Family?’** My stomach dropped. “Oh God…” Claire exhaled slowly. “It’s already everywhere. T*****r, gossip sites, even some business pages.” I took her phone, scrolling through the comments.

I breathed, doing my best to find a way to rectify the situation, even though I knew the damage was already done. She’d watched me splutter his balls, splutter his brains out. Seen me for who I really was. Came to the realization that the reason I was a billionaire… Was because I was an Italian fucking Capo. She didn’t say a word the entire time, it was like she’d suddenly forgotten how to fucking speak. “Jasmine,” I repeated, needing to speak to her about this, and try to reason with her.

i gave her a warm glance and she nods, tapping my shoulder lightly. I was ready to shed my sorrows. I’d sulked too long, crying over George, craving closure, feeling betrayed by my parents. Now I had a whole year to myself: just a wife on paper, with fake smiles for the paparazzi. I might as well start enjoying it. Marrying a billionaire was something most people considered lucky. But in my case, it felt like a prison sentence. My heart still bled, and hatred burned in every fiber of me for the man I once dearly loved. Still, this billionaire was my ladder to the top.

“Starting tonight.” And that’s how I end up engaged to a billionaire psychopath before midnight. Someone please send help, I cry but no one hears.

Maya had now sat down at the vanity table before her bed, laughing to herself. She was facing the mirror and doing her hair, “Sometimes we just got to accept our fate and whatever it throws at us,” she started saying in a wistful voice and it was all Hilda could do not to puke, “My fate is to be the billionaire heiress, Lana Fernandez and the fiancée of the city’s richest man.”

" He said while I sigh holding my head in my hand as I shook my head negatively. What else will.i say to this guy for him to understand me like I wish he could, I thought getting frustrated by him turning every bit of meaningful information into a joke. I had to walk away from him walking straight to my couch to have my butt rested on it. "I heard there's a maid working for a billionaire who became the billionaire fiancee in a blink of an eye. I also heard heard she slept her way to that position." He said making me swallow up the lump in my throat immediately.