I Am A Billionaire Novels & Stories

A billionaire. The curiosity became insistent, and I started biting my nails, thinking I would go crazy. I got up, ignoring the small alarm sounding in my head, telling me I should stay quiet and well-behaved. But I could not. Not after being abandoned in this house. I began to walk, my bare feet sinking into the thick carpet. The house was not big, or full of lights and designer pieces I could not touch. But it was empty of life, and the expensive furniture did not hold my attention.

I spread the butter evenly on my bread, that was the previous night and it's morning I have to prepare myself. "Thank God for Mr Billionaire I would have been kicked out of this cottage" I grumbled picking my hot tea I took my phone to call Salome, a good friend of mine "Hey Salome! how are you?" I asked happily "Am good. At least not blowing like you," We laughed "I heard you had a billionaire client" She said surprised "Yeah" I answered reluctantly "We were at Breton Hotels and Suites" "Wow! Aria am beginning to feel the agency is not fair" She complained

She hesitated before answering. “Elena Romano.” The voice on the other end was smooth, calculated. “Miss Romano. I hear you’re in the market for a new ally.” She straightened. “Who’s asking?” A low chuckle. “Someone who can help you bury Killian Graves.” Elena’s pulse quickened. She already knew who it was. Marcus Langley. A billionaire with just as much power as Killian—except he preferred to stay in the shadows, pulling strings instead of making himself a target.

A smug smile playing between his lips. "The hell I care. I am a billionaire, sweetheart. Your husband is one of the top billionaires in California, I earned a million dollars every day, billions every week and I can give you anything you want. I can support you with all your needs, put billions into your account and even take you to different countries around the world."

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?

Chapter 017 Esther's POV I woke up as early as 4 in the morning and did a little bit of research on the CEO who wanted to help us with forty million dollars. I found out that aside from being a CEO, he owns luxurious hotels and villas in America, the UK and England. I wonder why such a man with so much money would want something in return when he could just give us the complete fifty million dollars without even feeling anything. Well, maybe he needed what money couldn't buy from us. I just hoped it was something that wouldn't be beyond our power. My stomach flipped just thinking I would have to meet him in person.

I heard him hiss and I giggled. “You had better appreciate the kind of girl you’ve got. I tell you almost everything that happens at my place of work yet I know nothing about yours except that your former CEO was mean and that’s a paste tense” I told him. “Oh you are not aware that I am not a sole entrepreneur. Also, I have multiple side jobs which makes me financially stable and rich. I’m a billionaire” He boasted. “I know you are financially stable. I meant you don’t tell me about the daily activities at your work place like I do gist you about mine”

She still had enough time to refresh her body in a warm bathroom that fit the cold weather today, before heading to her new workplace. Today is her first day within the Al Matthew Industrial Group. This giant group whose branches are all over Europe. She was finally able to be one of them. After two years of hard work, she has obtained certificates of experience that qualify her to reach that group. She has the job of special secretary to the group's chief executive Adam Matthew. The single billionaire, as the newspapers call him, is, despite skipping 30 years, and with so many rumors haunting him about his multiple women's relationships and being a first-class female visitor.

"Did you buy a lot today?" "Um, I bought some necessary items." I answer. Thinking for a moment, I continued, "I have a pretty expensive pair of heels, too." I think I should be honest with Dominic, hoping he won't blame me for my extravagant spending "Well, when you go try it on, let me see. Next time just buy a few more. Buy a dress too. You have very few clothes." "Thank you. I get it." Turns out, that's what it feels like to be comfortable spending money. Dominic Arnold is truly an admirable billionaire. As for me, I too can become a rich woman once I get the Joan's inheritance.

she didn't expect the balance to be 100 billion dollars. she knows many people with 100 billion net worth but can't have 100 billion in their bank accounts and she little scared of how rich and powerful must Patrick's background be. she looked at Patrick a simple yet handsome young man and thought how can such a rich person be so low-key she is interested in Patrick. "a 100 billion," she said in a trembling voice. Patrick smiled nodded his head took out another bank card and asked her to transfer 10 billion to this card from black gold card because if he uses his black gold card everywhere he can attract a lot of attention he don't want that because he want to keep a low profile for some mor