Iris Smith Billionaire Novels & Stories

Ares replied which made Iris smile, "Mine too." "Iris's dad owns the Smoak Enterprises. It is not that successful but she loves to brag about it." Ryan replied which made Iris scoff. "Shut up! You're talking as if you own the Ivanov's Corporation or—the Salvatore Industries." Iris said and I couldn't stop the small smirk that adorned my lips. I glanced at Ares and saw him looking at me with an expression that mirrored mine. "Hey!" Ryan exclaimed, "I'm a fan of the CEO of IC. She's hot, beautiful and smart. Damn..."

he replied casually with a shrug. “That’s amazing… You did a good job,” Iris chuckled softly, leaning in to kiss him. Carter returned her smile but pulled away almost immediately, his gaze never leaving the glowing screen in front of him. “Was it a billion dollars when she is dead?” Iris pressed, her eyes glimmering at the mention of the amount. Carter nodded with a slight smile. “I’ve been using her diagnosis to pull some of the money already. I bought you those heels you liked and invested the rest into estate management.”

Magnus Well, I'll be damned. For someone who's hardly impressed, I was genuinely impressed. If I didn't know Iris was a billionaire, I'd probably call her a thief. The look on how perfectly she had made my Airline design was one that sent shivers down my spine. It was completely different from the one she used for Earis.

The magnitude of what he was saying hung in the heavy, amber-lit air. Iris wasn't just a penniless orphan housemaid trying to save a sick boy she cared for. She wasn't just a quiet, fragile girl sleeping in my bed, bound to my family as hers. She was the sole heiress to a multi-billion-dollar fortune. The dynamic of this house, of our control over her, had just been torn apart at the seams.

The other was offering to protect it. And she had no idea which one would ultimately own it. Meanwhile, Ethan stared at the financial report. At the bottom of the document was a name he didn't recognize. A private company. Blackridge Holdings. The same company had been secretly receiving money from his mother's account. Ethan's phone suddenly rang. Unknown number. He answered. "Hello?" A man's voice whispered, "If you keep investigating, Ethan, you'll discover why Mia was never supposed to become your wife." Ethan's eyes narrowed.

“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.”

I have never met Robert Williams before but everyone who is into finance knows who he is. One of the youngest billionaires, his company is his life. He is known for being ruthless in getting what he wants but that’s not all. He looks so perfect and handsome, if his billion-dollar empire fails he can give models a run for their money. Thankfully , the position we are in covers my nakedness, and Pete’s dad can’t see much especially since he is standing in the shadow of the dimly lit passageway but I am flushed with embarrassment because any mature adult can guess what Pete is doing.

She sounds so surprised. "Omg, you know him? Can you help me with him?" The other girl giggled. "Girl, are you kidding? He's like a famous CEO, and he's a freaking billionaire!" I sucked on my lower lip. Is that true? "I can't believe he's here right now. As far as I know, he's not from this city," I heard the girl add. "But I hope he's staying long as our professor and not just here for a project or something."

She then opened Marie's messages, and Marie was actually crying her heart out, lamenting how her deep affections were wasted Marie "Mr. Luxton is quite considerate, isn't he? He might not be the best at taking care of people, but he's really a good person at heart." Anna "Huh? Not really, I think Mr. Luxton is very good at taking care of people." Mrs. Smith smile and came in the room "Yes, he's good at taking care of people," she thought, "but only you, you little girl. You better realize it soon." Anna was eating fruit with a toothpick, just having a piece of avocado , when her gaze suddenly froze. She saw the eighth trending topic on Reddit. "Young elite went out with a lady and buys a mob

"Liar. DNA said—" Damien laughed, holding a drive. "Faked. Victor hid me to control you all. Now, sign the empire over, or I gut your sister." Noah circled, gun ready. "Shoot him, Ethan." But Damien hit a button screen lit: Video of them. Ethan balls-deep in Noah's ass, filthy dirty talk echoing. "Leaked from your penthouse cams. World sees the billionaire heir as a cock-hungry fag. Stock tanks." Ethan lunged, but Damien fired grazing Noah's leg. Blood sprayed. Noah dropped, cursing. "My thigh fuck!"