Hello,my billionaire girlfriend Novels & Stories

He displayed a little drama and we all laughed. "You are crazy. You know that. Don't you?". I asked and shook my head. Then, John stepped forward. "Guys, who could ever imagine that Bexley is a billionaire's daughter?". He asked, looking serious. "Such is life, you know. But, I am super excited. My best friend is a fucking billionaire's daughter. Making her the heir to that empire. Fuck!" Lizzy started a display of madness. And others joined her as they scooped me up carrying me around in a circle.

“Girl! Do you mean to tell me you were that girl in the paper with that hot-as-hell man? The sexiest billionaire alive?” “Um, yes?” My reply came out as a question. “Oh my goodness!” She shrieked, getting an irritated glare from some passersby. “Oh my goodness!” She said in a more quiet voice. “No wonder Dylan bought those magazines. I’ve always thought it was weird that he was suddenly interested in reading magazines when he never used to do—how girl? Just how did you cop a man like that? Just a few weeks ago, I was sure you weren’t seeing him, and now? Now you’re hanging out with a ducking billionaire. Do you even know what that means?” She asked and then went ahead to answer the question

“I guess you must be done with your work for today. Guess what I found out.” “Can't it just wait till we meet at the cove?” I asked, shaking my head at her dramatic voice. “No, it can't. I'm super excited right now. So, guess what I found while searching about your mysterious Billionaire boyfriend.” “I won't really say he is mysterious,” I told her. She tsked. “Aside from the fact that he is a Billionaire in a well-known automobile industry, what else can you say about him?” “He is handsome,” I replied dryly.

I politely asked her and she looked like she was losing her patience. “Who else is my boyfriend? It’s your CEO! Don’t you know me?!” She raised her tone, capturing some of our people’s attention. “I would like to ask you to tone down your voice, ma’am, he’s still in the meeting and that is why I’m asking what your name is because I'm not familiar with you,” I told her. She couldn’t believe what I just said before removing her shades, my eyes widened after realizing who she was. “I’m Hayleigh Baltazar, the famous actress, and the youngest female billionaire,” She rolled her eyes.

“You are the best thing that's happened to me in a long time.” “So, you're actually okay with having a dumb girlfriend that doesn't recognize the signs of a man with money?” I asked. I still felt stupid for being so oblivious. “You are not dumb,” he assured me. “And I'm very okay with it. Are you okay dating a billionaire?”

he said and scoff. *yeah arrogant billionaire* "Valerie,I don't know how to say this but I really do know I need your help urgently"he answered nevously. "And what can a poor lady render to a billionaire"I said and he stared at me before answering. "Be my girlfriend,valerie"he said and I felt my head spinning. "Did you hit your head on something r what,firstly,I woke up only to find myself in your house and then some dinner party and now you are asking me to be your girlfriend"I blabbed and ruffled my hair.

I broke down entirely slipping off from the chair I was to the ground, lying helplessly as my face layed up to the ceiling, calculating the worst shame that is right before me. " You don't know that you dated.." " Oh, dated, like it's all over". A wrly smile creating on my face ." Like I can't be happy for a whole time. This minute,it seems it's good, the other minutes, it seems the hell is let loose. Why me?!! How will I face the people outside now that I once dated a billionaire and here I am . What will they say mum!!"

We didn’t look like two drunk idiots playing pretend. I looked up at Eric and said, “We’re screwed. “Completely, and utterly fucked.” My heart was pounding and then, I read the caption below the video: “British Billionaire Heir Marries Mystery Woman in Miami.” That one sentence was bold enough to punch my soul straight out of my body. I blinked at first, then blinked again. British… what? Billionaire… Who? “What—?” I choked out, staring at the screen like it might suddenly correct itself.

the fourth girl supported. "Yes, you know recently I have seen an article in which it states that our boss is not only the number one billionaire, he is also the most eligible bachelor and he grabs the place in the top 10 handsome hunks. I bet that he is in the top 1 position in it too," the first girl bragged. While she is saying this there is a twinkle in her eyes and it didn't go unnoticed by anyone. When they were about to tease her they all heard a roar,

“So you're saying, you slept with your dad's best friend. He ghosted you, and then went and fell in love with him anyway? Baby girl, your life is wild.” We all burst out laughing, some tension at all earning from my chest. “You see what this is now, don't you?” Sophie smiled. “You're now the girlfriend of a billionaire. You'd better learn how to shoo away gold diggers.” “Shut up,” I laughed, throwing a pillow at her. “No, for real,” she insisted. “Michael Kingston? Rich, hot, and probably packing under those pants. speaking of that….” “Oh God,” I groaned.