I Am A Billionaire Romane & Geschichten

The Monday after the gala felt unreal. Lena’s phone hadn’t stopped buzzing. Pictures from the party had exploded across the internet. Headlines read: “Who’s the Mystery Woman on Rafael Blackthorne’s Arm?” “From Assistant to It Girl? Meet Lena Carter.” “Power Couple in the Making?” Lena groaned and slid deeper into her coffee cup. “Two weeks ago, I was breaking up bar fights and refilling ketchup bottles,” she muttered. “Now I’m being shipped with the most un-dateable billionaire in Manhattan.”

After dropping Isabel off, Issac was gone again before she even made it upstairs. The car ride back to his office was just as cold as usual. His driver didn’t speak unless spoken to, and the only sound in the car was the quiet buzz of emails arriving on Isaac’s tablet. He ignored most of them and instead, his thoughts drifted. Most people didn’t understand how someone like him at just twenty-eight, could be sitting on a billion-dollar empire. But he’d earned it, every damn dollar.

“Your scandal-ridden daughter won’t shake the deal. I’ve handled worse press.” Victor offered a thin smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. He tapped his glass without drinking. “She’s not the problem,” he said smoothly. “The problem… is him.” “Him?” Victor leaned forward, clasping his hands. “Her driver. The new one.” The man scoffed. “You’re telling me your billion-dollar empire is threatened by a chauffeur?” Victor’s expression didn’t change. “He’s not just a chauffeur. I’ve watched people my whole life politicians, con men, CEOs. And this one… this Liam? He’s too clean. Too disciplined. Too invisible.”

“Forget the deal. You’re mine, papers or no papers. The only problem is you refuse to come home. I get it. But I want you to spend the day with us.” I crossed my arms, leaning back against the counter. “My time is too expensive to waste with a man who already has everything.” His gaze dropped to my lips, then back to my eyes, unblinking. “I’ll buy you a McLaren if you spend the day with me.” I froze, staring at him like he’d just spoken another language. “Wait—what? For real?” “Yes, Red. Anything you want. Name it.” His voice was silk over steel. Oh, to be a billionaire’s baby mama, I thought, the smile threatening to break free before I bit it back.

she whispered. I gasped. My throat suddenly felt very dry, not knowing how to respond to the information Natty had just given me. I just stood there, frozen. Apparently, my condition surprised Natty, so she tapped me on the shoulder a little hard. "What's wrong?" "Ah....," I stammered. "No, nothing. I-I just... I was wondering who the richest person was," I continued, ending with an awkward smile. Natty shrugged. "Well, no one ever knows. They were very secretive. The only legendary rumor I know is that they have a child. Whether male or female, it's also a mystery."

Zayden's Pov The elevator bell chimes, and I step out with my secretary following closely behind. My phone is glued to my ear as I engage in a call with a client. I'm not just the CEO but also one of the youngest billionaires in America. I have ownership in multiple businesses across New York, New Jersey, Las Vegas, and even in China. The only heir to my billionaire father, I've inherited an empire. "We'll schedule a meeting next week, Mr. Alexander. I'll have my secretary arrange the appointment," I confirm as I continue walking towards my office.

I covered my forehead with my palm waiting for the goddamned music being played to fvcking end! The car moves forward a bit and stopped again. It is really going to be a long night. "Well, damnit,my speaker developed a cold feet but we got a new one in! How about we flip the pages now? Winslow Miguel! Yea,yea,we can hear your screams,our dear listeners. Who is WM? He's the first billionaire on the list which has been updated thrice in this week,but guess what?! He is still topping it! He is really like the toppings on cake that never changes!

My life has always been hell. My parents died when I was five. I was alone , I secretly wished to die like my parents. That was until I met Nigel. He was like a rain in my desert. He changed my life completely. I was always happy. We became best friends and thirteen years later we got married. My life was perfect, that was until... Nigel changed. He became a different person, he was violent and abusive. I felt what agony my mom was in, being constantly abused by dad. Dad hated mom and always hit her. For some reason, he was always nice to me.

“That she is. The kids love her and she is really good to them.” “And to you as well,” she said and I halted in my steps. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” I deny. “Oh, Adrian. You forgot that you are one of the most famous billionaires in this country; of course there will be pictures of you in magazines,” she chuckles. ’’