Fated To My Billionaire Novels & Stories

, he helped me to take my clothes off and gave me my pyjamas to wear, then he gave me a kiss on my forehead and left. Oh what a caring man! I see myself lucky every single time. Tell me why I will end up with someone I never asked for. I always get more than what I ask for even when I don't want it. I am the wife to the richest billionaire in the city I came from, now I am the mistress to the most respected my in the city I ran to. I am fortunate and destined to be with men of prestige wherever I go. This is an opportunity that a lot of women out there are dying for, but I get mine without lifting a finger. They can literally fight themselves for me. What an honor!

“I guess that was why I was bold enough to run with your money. I just thought nothing ever mattered to you.” The nerve. I laugh dryly. “What?? Even if that were true, which it isn’t, by the way—my money is very important. I don’t play about it. I’ve been able to maintain and build from where my father left off because I track every single penny.” She whispers again, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” “You were never going to get away with it, Ava. I was always going to find you. In whatever hole you crawled into. I just—”

I looked around me and every other person was going about their business while I was hurting badly inside. Fuck! I had prepared my best for this date. It was going to be our first real date since he announced his intentions to marry me in front of our families. But it just got ruined. Is this what it is like dating the heiress apparent of the Bristo empire? Is this what it is like dating the most eligible bachelor in New York City? I swallowed the sting in my throat. Well, I thought, this is what I signed up for, isn’t it? Falling in love with a billionaire meant falling in line with his world. And sometimes, love came second to legacy.

Things started to get interesting when Ahmed Rebrad, the only living heir of Rashid Rebrad, one of wealthiest Arab business men within and outside the United States, started give Catherine a couple of inappropriate stares. He staked in telecommunication companies in third world countries. He also owned many casinos and clubs within the country, especially in Vegas among other things. Many rumors had spread about how he killed his father and siblings to inherit a large fortune. Whatever the case was, he was a rich orphan and the only person he had to call family was his uncle, Najib. Ahmed had an untapped reach, one the Smith lot could only dream about.

But I know that it's already too late for me to regret everything that happened though. I am already married to the ruthless billionaire, and I could never change that fact anymore. Well, not unless I travel back in time, which is not very possible to happen. "Wow. Kier Henderson must be the luckiest person to have such handsome and rich son-in-law. Finally, huh? A big catch. Henderson Company won't surely be back in the mud ever again. Afterall, our bride here has the ruthless billionaire by their side." The lady added while chuckling, and I didn't like seeing her happy face as well as her voice. So so much that I badly want to make a scene here by pulling her hair and smash her head right

I would rebuild our empire, piece by piece, and when the time came, I would make the Bautistas pay for what they did. So I worked—harder than anyone else, smarter than anyone else—until I dragged our company back from the ashes. I turned it into something even greater, and by the time I was twenty-eight, I was a billionaire. But none of the wealth, none of the success, dulled the fire of that vow. Because this isn't just business. This is personal. "She'll suffer," I said now, my tone deadly calm. "Every day of that pregnancy will be a chain around her neck. And when I take the baby away, it will break her completely."

I bellowed, raising my wine glass high. Hawk, Asher, and Delt mirrored the motion with bright smiles on their faces. “Cheers, Boss.” When I raised my eyes to the windows, they reflected my red-rimmed eyes. Ignoring it, I focused on the girl who had been pestering me for a dance. I grinded against the girl while my other hand fondled the tits of a woman who was half-drunk and fully thrilled to be near me. “Thirteenth richest man under forty,” the media said. “Youngest billionaire to legally dominate an entire metropolitan empire.”

“I want someone who won’t fall in love with me. One who understands rules. One who needs this as much as I do.” Her stomach churned. “And what do I get in return? A fancy ring? Your name?” “Twenty million dollars.” His voice was smooth. “And your aunt’s hospital bills, paid in full.” Camilla froze. Her breath hitched. Roseline’s pale face flashed in her mind. The doctor’s warnings. The bills are piling up like walls around her. Her throat closed. “That’s not fair,” she whispered. “Life isn’t fair,” Adrian said, his gaze unflinching. “This is business.”

The headline sat beneath the image in bold, accusatory type: Billionaire Enigma Exposed: Is Jace Carter a Secret Father—and Has the Truth About His Marriage Been a Lie All Along? My breath left me in a slow, silent rush. I scrolled down reading. The words blurred for a moment before sharpening into cruel clarity. Jace Carter, the elusive CEO of Carter Holdings and a dominant force across global markets, has long been known as one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. Publicly single for years, Carter once sparked rumors of a romantic relationship with close associate Caitlin Moore—claims he firmly denied, insisting he was unattached to anyone at that point.

They both turned to look at her and they didn't look terrified, surprised, or display any form of emotion at all. Xalia wanted to apologize but she was curious about one thing. What Emily had just said. Jack isn't a billionaire, he is a millionaire so how did he become a billionaire in one night? “What do you mean, cheers to being the latest billionaire in the city?” Xalia asked nervously with her voice trembling and Jack smiled. “Oh, your lawyer hasn't called you yet?” he asked. “Huh?” “You signed everything you have ever had to me last week after I gave you the best fuck of your life. You have nothing, Xalia. All you have ever had is in my name!”