Hello,my billionaire girlfriend Novels & Stories

"In your head, what am I?" His eyes opened. They were ferocious and certain. "I love you. From the start. The only one I've loved is you." "I said yes to Sienna to buy time. The core assets of my company are already moved. What Harrington has is a paper shell." "The second Emma opens her eyes, I'm breaking the engagement. I'm taking you away." I stared at him. The tears I'd been fighting ran over. "Do you think you're a god?" "You factored everyone into your plan. You just never asked me."

"Billionaire Lionel, I've been waiting for you... Huh... who's this?" One of the billionaire's ex-girlfriends, pop star Sally Hansen, cheerfully ran over and wrapped herself around his arm. The moment she saw Danielle, her smile instantly disappeared, replaced by a hostile and scrutinizing glare. The billionaire sighed in annoyance. He removed her hand from his arm and pushed her away. "This is my girlfriend, Danielle." "Your girlfriend?" Sally gritted her teeth in jealousy. She looked Danielle up and down before making her judgment. "She's pretty... but that's all she is. Isn't she a little too old? Your taste in women has really gone downhill."

Just a web address. I clicked it. The page loaded slowly. A white screen. Then an advertisement. Then the article began to appear. The headline loaded first, bold and black. "Billionaire's Girlfriend Accused of Childhood Advances Toward Stepbrother." I stopped breathing. The words blurred for a second. I blinked hard and read them again. Slowly. Each word separate. Each word deliberate. Billionaire's girlfriend. That was me. Accused. Childhood advances. Toward stepbrother. Nathan.

She heard from many of her friends that young billionaires are known to flirt with girls and replace them like the ties on their shirts. Scarlett was a displaced girl immersed with problems up to her head. She thought he was planning to take her with him and exploit her helpless situation. Ace could see reels turning in Scarlett's head. He had an idea of what she was thinking about him. Ace did not know whether he had to go angry or laugh at the stupid girl. Normally he would not spend a second more with such sort of foolish people who doubted him in business. He is a damn billionaire who earns millions every day and every second is important to him but for this girl for whom he was going be

I took her to school on my way to work, and didn't that sound fucking insane? I'm the twenty-six year old head of a Fortune Five Hundred company and my girlfriend is a twelfth grader, for fuck's sake. What if I hadn't seen her that day? Or the wind hadn't been blowing in just that way that made her play in her hair the way she had that caught my eye? I shudder to think what might've become of my beautiful girl then. No matter what I'll never regret having her in my life.

She chuckled and glanced at me up and down. "Somewhere important? Really? Do you have anywhere important to be except here? You are a fool, a nobody, you don't even deserve to be my bodyguard!" She yelled at me. I walk towards her and stop in front of her. "Yes, you are rich and I'm poor, so what? A lot of poor Americans still work for the elites, if we don't then who will?" I asked angrily. "I want my innocent and lovely Emma back, your egoistic self is nothing like Emma!"

I just stared at her—my best friend, looking so damn happy that I'm finding it hard to believe whether this is all an act. "I'd really love to meet that man of yours." My voice was totally a doubting one. She stood up slowly, flipping her hair over her shoulder, smiling wider. “Girl, he’s so hot. And he’s a fucking billionaire. You’re gonna freak when you see him.” I forced this weak scoff, trying to act like I wasn’t impressed by money. I mean, I wasn’t—being the wife of a billionaire myself—Leon’s family has plenty. Bella leaned against the makeup table, her arms loosely crossed, still beaming. “He’s the CEO of HK Group. Julian Hong-Knight.”

I said. "Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked, immediately after my sentence. "Well, no. I don't." I said. "Can I be yours?" She asked. I guess she only needed some time to process the fact that a billionaire was standing in front of her before she finally returns to her real self. "I like you already. You've got guts and you are also confident. To top it all, you have the beauty. That's the kind of woman I want. The kind that gets what she wants once the opportunity is given." I said.

Mitchell asked " Why is it that people always think that billionaires don't have girlfriends or wives? " Diana asked " Uuhm haven't you read every other book that has a billionaire? Most of them don't want to get attached to someone or they just have a cold heart " Mitchell answered " And what if this rich billionaire has a cold heart? " Diana asked " Well every cold heart just needs some warmth and eventually it'll melt" Mitchell asked " You sound so sure. Maybe his heart is just too cold to melt" Diana said as she tried to discourage her best friend a little bit

"The billionaire? What's he doing here?" "Charity event in the west wing. Though after that scandal with his ex-fiancée, I'm surprised he shows his face anywhere." "I heard he's looking for a new girlfriend. Someone to clean up his image." "A fake girlfriend, you mean. Like those Hollywood contracts." My feet stopped moving. Brett Graham. Everyone knew that name. The tech mogul who'd built an empire from nothing, worth billions, cold as ice and twice as ruthless. "How much do you think someone would pay for that kind of arrangement?" the first nurse asked.