Is Drake A Billionare Novels & Stories

but he ignored her, a smirk playing on his lips. He carefully placed her on the table, pulled out some documents, and handed them to her. Her expression grew serious as she examined the papers. “A deal?” she murmured. “Hmm,” Drake nodded. Her eyes widened. “ 20 Billion dollars?!” she shouted, astonished. “I’ve never seen that amount,” she whispered softly. “You prove your loyalty to me, and you’ll get my black card,” Drake said, drawing her close and trapping her with his body. “You’re Drake De Luca’s Donna, anyway,” he said.

Drake said. "Alright. I'm feeling a little under the weather, so I won't be seeing you out, Mr. Mummery," Pedro said. As soon as Drake left, Pedro sank into the couch, exhaustion etched on his face. Just as he was about to retreat to his study, Theo walked in. "Grandpa, the company just received a sudden investment—100,000,000 dollars! It came from Drake. That guy really knows how to do business. If we had partnered with him earlier, the Wilkie Group wouldn't be on the brink of collapse!" he exclaimed.

“You don’t know who I am, do you?” Lena snorted. “I’m guessing someone rich, powerful, and incredibly used to hearing the word yes.” “Rafael Blackthorne.” Her hand paused mid-air. The name was familiar. The tabloids. The real estate empire. The luxury clubs. The model girlfriends. The lawsuits. She glanced at him again—yep. It tracked. “Cool,” she said, unfazed. “Still going to need you to pay in cash if your card has more scandals than credit.”

She brought out a piece of gum and chewed slowly and said, “Didn’t think you’d show up in that much perfume; it seems like you’re hiding a particular stench.” Melissa’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t smell. How dare you say that to me?” Brooke laughed. “Anyways, thanks. I wasn’t sure if I should go with effortless or unbothered. I settled for both.” Before Melissa could respond, the elevator dinged, and out stepped Caleb Drayke. The powerful and domineering billionaire. The owner of Forrest Media Group. Six feet two inches, dark charcoal suit tailored to perfection. His brown, tousled hair styled to perfection and his jawline was perfect. Honestly, he didn’t need models in his company because he be

"Unprofitable?" "Dragons are naturally acquisitive. We accumulate wealth, territory, and resources. It's genetic. Trying to do that while remaining hidden limits our potential significantly." Aria pulls out a tablet, showing charts and projections. "Drakon Industries controls approximately twelve trillion dollars in assets worldwide. Banks, corporations, and real estate. We've been hiding in plain sight through shell companies and proxies. But we're done hiding." Elena's mind reels. Twelve trillion dollars. That's more wealth than most nations.

"Brought my grandson home? Cute. But Alex isn't yours alone. I have custody papers faked, but ironclad. Sign the empire back, or lose him." Ethan's blood boiled, but he kept cool. "Fuck you. Try it." He hung up, and with Noah's nod, they geared up lawyers on speed dial, feds alerted. Yet, Richard struck fast: Paparazzi swarmed the building, headlines screaming *Billionaire's Secret Love Child! Gay Fiancé Steals Family?*

" he murmured. Brody and Kane have found out all the necessary info regarding Billina Bernand. "Wait, she has a daughter?" he asked startled. He never knew that this girl might be dead rich. The first female billionaire taking over the Chicago, even outside the country. She was a champion when it comes to business. "How many family members?" "She just lives with her grandmother, boyfriend and daughter." "So, a billionaire doppelganger, eh?" the smirk on his face after understanding everything was so evil. Senor let out a hearty laugh and he said, "Get me an appointment to meet this billionaire doppelganger tomorrow."

I gave her a curt nod. Yeah. Zack was a billionaire but it didn't really show since he always opted to wear simple clothes. He did not forget his humble beginnings. At first glance, you would think that he was some employee of his grocery store, but when he just wore something decent, he was handsome too. And smoking hot according to Christina. My gaze shifted to Drake. He was not saying anything. And I did not want to think that he was scared of Christina. Good for him for leaving me alone to answer.

Definitely fine by me. At least I’d be away from Hannah and her insufferable condescension. “Forward your account details to me so I can make the half payment as agreed,” Roshan said. I nodded and immediately sent the details. His phone beeped in response, and within seconds, my phone lit up with a credit alert. My heart skipped. One million dollars. I was overjoyed. My account had never held that much money before. I was pretty sure even the bank was stunned—it had only ever seen my spare change and broken pennies.

Only the clatter of cutlery and the soft hum of the AC can be heard. “My friends and I are organizing a charity gala tonight, and I want you both to attend,” he says, pointing his index finger at the two of us seated at the table. “I think it’s time to let my friends and associates know the Davidson future is safe, and worth their money if they invest in us.” My heart flutters. My chest tightens. I’ve never been to these kinds of things before. I don’t fit into the billionaire world. Not only that, but I’ve always been a contented girl. If not for my father’s insatiable quest for wealth, maybe I’d be on a vacation right now—right next to Barry.