Filthy Riches Book Novels & Stories

“Thank you. That means more than you know.” --- Emma’s Final Collapse As Sophia rebuilt her empire, Emma’s world continued to fall apart. She was blacklisted from every major firm, and her assets were frozen due to ongoing investigations into her financial crimes. One evening, as she sat alone in her penthouse, the reality of her situation finally hit her. She had lost everything—her power, her influence, and even her allies. A knock at the door broke her thoughts. When she opened it, she was met by two investigators holding a warrant.

Julian heard Mini's words and broke into a sad smile. " Ever heard of the phrase ' The rich also cry ' ? " She asked Mini who suddenly swallowed hard. " You are right. I am high in status. My husband is unbelievably wealthy. My best friend works tirelessly to make a name for himself. My parents have wealth, which is enough to take care of my next offspring while I am the head health consultant in a great facility like Ashju. Despite all this, yet, I am still unhappy. I am still scared, sorrowful and lonely. Mini... High status and money don't make me lucky. If I am to put it plainly. I'd say I am the unlikeliest lady ever lived "

I was worried, meanwhile he must have slept in one of his girlfriend's places and forgot that he has an office to attend to. Rich people and their prostitute lifestyle. I was told he went to the hospital and I was worried. “He probably slept in one of the clubs in town or in his girlfriend's place. He is a fine man. I doubt the amount of ladies that would throw themselves at him and at every given opportunity . I believe someone like him wouldn’t hesitate to fall for it.” I said and focused on the food that was in front of me. “That is so much of a conclusion on your side, Lucy.”

"Well, what about a book?" "Antonio knows nothing about my situation. I lisd to him okay? I couldn't tell him what I did, and so he thinks he can take me to court if he gets his hands on the signed book that contains the will to my wealth. He thinks our late father had a secret wealth meant for us both, that I've kept to myself the entire time." Ge explained. I thought it made absolutely no sense but I still chose to ignore it. I continued to internally convince myself that he was not a part of my oife, and so I wouldn't commit his words to heart.

I walked to my seat and sat down, I don't talk to anybody in the class except from my friend's, this school is for rich kids and if you're a scholarship student like me they won't want to interact with you so basically rich kids hate poor kids that's how it has always been in Empire High School, it's crazy how I became friends with Jade and the others. I decided to keep myself busy with the new romance book I ordered from Goodnovel app, the name is “After Divorce I Became A Zillionaire” it was a very emotional romance book between Ava and her husband Nicklaus, I just don't know why Ava had to forgive Nicklaus after the heartbreak that he caused her, but sometimes when I think about Ava I thi

For as long as she could remember, she'd never seen anything like it. Slowly, accompanied by the man from the shotgun of the car, she walked through the door of the house and her breath seemed to seize immediately. Adrian, her ex-husband, was an extremely rich man and his house contained about fifteen bedrooms. But what Lena's eyes stared at was no fifteen bedroom building. What her eyes were taking in was the kind of house king Solomon and his first hundred wives would have lived in; if her exaggeration wasn't so much. It was beautiful, large and the interior decorations screamed luxury and money.

I wiped off my tears as feet approached me, I could not be seen crying, I had to remain strong for Stella, anger surged through me as my reflections stared back At me, it seemed to have mocked me. I looked wealthy, and healthy, I was dressed in expensive clothes, my hair cut was nice and well trimmed I had a great body build, I had every single thing any man was to keep up with, everything anyone could wish for, but I was wrong in the end, I had all the riches, I had committed grave crimes I pleaded for, I had done things in the past, I lived the life several others were going to kill for, yet all of it could not keep my child alive, the greatness, the fame the power, everything rust came do

Weren't you the ungrateful wench when you and Dad transferred all of your assets and family fortune to Randall under the guise of it being only his inheritance? "Randall has gambled away the family fortune and landed the family in debt. So, you tried forcing me to take on that debt, but I refused to do it. Now, you're calling me the ungrateful wench?" "Shut up, you fucking bitch!" Mom panicked after hearing me fight back, but I refused and continued to expose her. "What? You dare to do it, but you don't dare to admit it? I still have the voice recording from you and Dad back then stored in my phone! Should I replay it and maybe help you refresh your memory a little?"

⸻ The house shows up at the end of the street and for a second I think I got the address wrong, but no, it’s not a mistake, it just doesn’t look like a house, it’s a damn mansion, huge, lit up, music blasting from everywhere, cars lined up as far as you can see and people going in and out like it’s a club. And of course, it makes sense. Mateo Carter isn’t just ridiculously attractive… he’s ridiculously rich too. “Wow…” Sofi mutters as she gets out of the car, “this is another level.” I don’t answer. I just close the door and follow her. Inside, everything is noise, laughter, bodies moving to the music, people clearly already more than just “buzzed.” Sofi doesn’t waste time, she pulls me towa

The Don looked down at the mess with satisfaction, then leaned in and kissed me slow and possessive, tasting his own cum on my tongue. “Welcome to your new life, Sophia,” he whispered against my lips. “You were auctioned for fifty million dollars… and tonight you just became the most expensive, well-used little whore in the city.” He stood up, tucked his cock away, and looked at his lieutenants. “Clean her up a little. Then bring her to my bedroom. I’m not finished with my prize yet. Tonight we’re going to break her in properly — all night long. By morning she won’t even remember her own name… only how good it feels to be owned by the Billionaire Don.”