Novel & Cerita Hidden Billionaire

“You weren’t going to come with us willingly. Besides, Mr. Harrington gave orders” “Mr. Harrington?” “ Christian Harrington. The only heir to the Harrington empire” “This must be a joke” I blink at him. Christian Harrington? The Christian Harrington? The invisible billionaire no one has actually seen? He rarely appears in public. No one even knows what he looks like. And out of over 300 million people in this country, I somehow ended up on the radar of the only heir to one of the five most powerful families in America? “ Here” He drops a brown envelope on my laps and orders one of the other men to untie me.

"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.

Miranda Duran, a 22-year-old orphan, was a sight to behold. A typical ordinary female who is well-known for her clumsiness in everyday situations. She had recently completed her undergraduate studies at a community college. Andrew Templeton, an egotistical billionaire, was the first person she met on that day. However, in a ridiculous situation. The Templeton brothers were dubbed "the rich Nasty Billionaires" in their hometown of Las Vegas. They were obscenely wealthy and ruthless in their pursuit of power. There was nothing they wouldn't do to get what they wanted.

Good, so good. Donna thought she needed a break, a vacation on an island. Blake didn't take vacations. She needed to work, just push past the block and write. She didn't need the money, she was rich, filthy rich, really. Her gran's inheritance was enough to have her retire on a private island, and her five books had done extremely well. Blake loved writing, getting words on a page, taking her readers on a journey through exotic lands and monster-filled forests. That was what she loved to do. This block was an irritation she didn't need now. And Donna's idea of a vacation was bad, it would just take her away from her work and doing what she loved. Blake cocked her head as she heard her phone

“Please Ro, I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t very important. I really don’t want to lose this client. You don’t have to worry about stripping at the club; it’s going to be at a private birthday party.” “Jess, I really can’t.” “Wait, just hear me out. The client is Wayne Blackstone,” Jessica said with excitement. Rose’s mouth fell wide open once again. Wayne Blackstone? As in, the billionaire Wayne Blackstone? He was CEO of Blackstone Corp; a major finance corporation in America. There was no one in Manhattan, New York, who didn’t know how rich he was. He was number one on Glam Magazine’s “Most Successful Under 30 Businessmen.” Wayne Balckstone was the definition of filthy rich and Rose had seen e

He sat immediately. "Is he working out!" she observed how his shirt was tight and his muscles were visible to the public. In no distant time, her phone rang. she looked around as people passed by. She felt so embarrassed and she hoped nobody video-tapped her, spying on her husband. River hill estate belonged to the rich, 90% of people who had residences were the most prominent in the society. The other 10% comprised employees. They were the ones she was scared of. She picked up the call and spoke out "hello?"

He had a feeling Kiandra was about to tell him the truth about who he really was to her but that phone call snapped her out of it. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he walked up to the mother and the daughter. The guards who were there greeted him and he nodded as a reply. “Let’s go in,” he said to Kiandra. “This is too much. Don’t you have a smaller apartment, I’m okay with that than this,” Kiandra told Lucas. “I’m a billionaire, I don’t do small things,” Lucas replied as the door to the penthouse opened. Just as she had expected, everything screamed luxury. From the walls to the tiles to the interior design, everything screamed money.

I asked and everyone, literally, everyone looked at me as if I had just landed from another planet. “You don’t know who Adrien Russell is?” Racheal asked and I shook my head. “You must be living in caves to not know him. He is the most handsome, single billionaire in the states. He will soon take over his father’s business of restaurants and hotels all over the world.” Megan explained and I stood there shocked. So the person who helped me and saved my life yesterday, was a freaking billionaire. No wonder the management of the lodge gave him so much importance. “But I highly doubt that now. Seeing that his and his family's reputation is at stake. I never knew he was such a player.” Hannah sho

'Ok ma, so what do you have me do? 'There' s a billionaire I love and desire him my sister is an obstacle' 'I should get the obstacle out of the way' He is more interested in her than me' 'If you could Kidnap her, he would pay any ransom to get her back 'Wow, cool business' He grinned. 'And I can also have him solely to myself' 'Evil genius' he grinned slowly 'if he could get me pregnant, I would become ultimately part of his life' 'I should get you down first'

I kept staring at the screen, with my heart beating so loudly I could barely hear myself think. Kane Brown. Not just any billionaire. The richest billionaire in Philadelphia. I couldn't believe that I had a one-night stand with a billionaire. No wonder he bought all my paintings and left such huge amount for me. My fingers felt numb as I scrolled through the endless articles about him. CEO of a major investment firm. A powerful, and elusive businessman with a net worth I couldn’t even wrap my head around. This can’t be real. How did I get here? What would be my fate?