From Homeless To Millionaire Novels & Stories

Just because he was rich, it didn't mean that he owned the whole world and me. "What does me being in debt and homeless have to do with it? Why did you lead with that?" I asked curiously. He looked at me like I was obtuse. I wanted to claw his gorgeous eyes out. "Because I have money and you need money. What I need, however is a wife, and you are a single woman. It's practically a done deal." I scoffed, hating the way I came off as being desperate to him. His eyes narrowed at me. "Half a million dollars."

he told him, because they knew each other quite very well, in a civil relationship. Again, another masculine voice responded from the witnesses that were there, a poor old man, who seemed to have lose his right mind, "I have a wife whom I've always loved and cherished, how I wish I could communicate with her in heaven, that I may plead with her to obtain some power there and change the cruel heart of this millionaire. I was once a successful trader, I fell out of trade not because I don't have the capital to continue; but because my debtors could not pay back their debt, and that I had to resign to another field of work. Before my desire would lead me into covetousness."

Blair took a deep breath and repeated the words in her mind to calm herself. "This is what happened to me right now. I want to not believe it because a few moments ago, I was thrown out by my mom and dumped by my boyfriend. I dropped out of school and became a homeless, pregnant teenager. But look now! I stood in a very luxurious apartment building with all the VIP facilities welcomed in sight. I became the mistress of a doctor who doubled as a billionaire. Yes, this sounds very funny, but in reality, it is." They got out of the elevator and entered a very luxurious and super large apartment on the 30th floor. Blair was nervous when she was about to step inside. She wasn't sure what to expec

my friend asked, awkwardly handing me a glass of water. I shook my head. “No,” I said, voice raw. “No, I’m not okay. I… I’ve been expelled from my home. From my life. From the woman I love. And it’s all because of… lies. Or maybe just because of her mother’s cruelty.” My friend nodded slowly, unsure what to say. Words felt inadequate. Nothing could explain this level of humiliation. Hours passed. Night came. I lay on the couch, staring at the ceiling of someone else’s apartment, wishing I could vanish. The quiet was deceptive — not peace, not comfort, just a mirror of my isolation. I felt small. Worthless. Invisible.

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

Her acceptance, despite the revelation about his family's financial status, reassured him that their connection went beyond material wealth. Adrian couldn't help but be relieved by Evelyn's nonchalant response. Her acceptance, despite the revelation about his family's financial status, reassured him that their connection went beyond material wealth. "I'm glad you feel that way," Adrian said, a genuine smile playing on his lips. "I wanted to be honest with you, Evelyn. I believe in transparency in our relationship." Evelyn nodded, appreciating his honesty. "Adrian, wealth doesn't define a person, and it certainly doesn't define love. I remember my mother," she said, her voice sounding sad.

I've tried several times to offer to pay for it but she's quite stubborn. Stefano left me a fortune which will last me for several years to come and I've been spending it shamelessly since then, I can't afford to raise his child alone. "My mom has barely found half of it. I'm screwed." "We're talking about $10000 here, let me loan you."I persuaded holding her hand. She chuckled and nodded after a while."I will make sure to pay back, thank you." "You're welcome."I beamed happily and sauntered to the seat she pointed to.

Even though I had never seen it in action, I'd heard of his ruthlessness so it baffled me that he wanted me to let them off the hook. “It's not even remotely enough what they are going through. Do you know what they did to me?” “I know, Remi,” he said. “But it couldn't have been that bad.” “It couldn't–” I faltered. Was this my own father? “Dad, they threw me out into the street. And I couldn't even get a place to stay because his goddamn mother maxed out my credit card. You know what the best part is? I'd just paid the mortgage because he was drinking and gambling away his money.”

I want to just be a better person for myself and own a small boutique full of beautiful flowers and live in a small moderate house with a husband that loves me. Whilst, my family are globally known in the business industry for all sorts of contracts and allowing Miller Cooperation to grow to one of the leading business globally. Especially my sister, who is nothing like me at all. She loves being the center of attention and have men falling to her feet worshipping her beauty. Whilst, I like to curl up in my room reading a book about true love and daydreaming about my future love life.

As their payment, they give me a significant share. I realized that instead of helping others with their business, I decided to do my own business about financing—an all-around one. I studied hard and got a degree. While studying, I kept my shares working left and right, investing where I could make them bigger and better until I could build my own business. After I graduated, I ended up working as an owner of my own company named Grand Finance. I became known all over the world as one of the youngest multi-billionaires. I started to think of the woman who gave me excellent advice. Whenever I can think of her, I can't help but smile. Without her suggestion, I would still be rebelling and pro