Jackson Hole Billionaires Row Novels & Stories

"Of course, we can." Later on, the twins came to meet their little sister and I couldn't stop smiling. This all started from a tiny woman throwing up all over a billionaires shirt. She came in and completely turned his world around and he was truly grateful that she did. Who would have thought that she would be the billionaires choice? THE END

Matte black, gold crest catching the last of the sun like a huge brand. My fingers shook when I finally picked it up. The address was embossed on the back of the card—a penthouse in the new tower on Billionaires’ Row. Of course. Julian never screamed money. He just whispered it, and the entire world bent over. I knew what I had to do the next morning.

“Am I in your place?” “My penthouse, yes.” “And where is your penthouse, exactly?” “Don’t worry, you’re still in New York. 420 Park Avenue, to be exact.” My jaw drops. That’s in the Billionaires’ Row. “Why did you bring me here?” He puts the iPad down on the table next to him. “I suppose you wouldn’t want your roommate to see you in my arms.” “Of course,” I whisper. Whitlock is a short distance away from the apartment. Someone else might walk by and see us, if not Lora. His sentence, though, causes a hitch in my throat. “In your what?”

She hadn't cut it in six months, but by now, it barely brushed her shoulders. "Emily, do you ever come into contact with Henry from the SHC Group?" Jasmine whispered. Climbing up to the rented room, Emily cursed under her breath, disgusted by the filth in the stairwell left by those with no respect for anyone or anything. Emily glanced back at Jasmine with a smile, "Do you mean our very own Boston billionaire?" Jasmine remained quiet. "You know, the one all over TV, your phone, in the news?" Emily thought Jasmine was just kidding around.

LILY The headline hit me before Jake even spoke. I didn’t need to click it. I didn’t need to zoom in. The thumbnail alone made my blood turn cold. " BILLIONAIRE SECRETLY MARRIED — WHO IS THE MYSTERY WOMAN? " Under it, our courthouse photo.The tiny office.The ugly fluorescent lighting.The rings. Our rings. My breath stuttered. The coffee in my hand went cold. My heart thudded so loud it drowned out the soft morning noises of my cottage. Beside me, Jake’s phone buzzed relentlessly. But my voice was the first thing to break the silence.

“Did you see anything in the room at least, that could help you Identify him? I hesitated, the watch flashing in my mind. “I know he's rich, like filthy rich. He had a Patek Philippe Grandmaster chime on the nightstand.” Laura blinked, “I've heard that name before,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Isn't that Scott's dream watch?” She asked. I nodded, my chest tightening. “ It is.” “Oh Linda, I'm so sorry for bringing him up.” She apologized. “It's fine,” I said softly.

Listening to me se whined, "Momma!!." "No momma Ella." "Okay mommy." she nodded faking a sad look. Saying this she went back to eating her chocolates. My attention went to Jackson. He was on the same place rocking on his heels looking on the ground with his hands inside his jean's pocket. "Jackson come on take one more chocolate." Ethan asked. "I had one already." "You can take more." Ethan said urging him to take a chocolate from the box. "No no mister I already had one, don't wanna eat more."

I guess it will take her some time to get used to the idea that she could now afford anything she wanted and that there was nothing I wouldn't get her. It was a twelve million dollar eight bedroom eight and a half bath with indoor and outdoor swimming pools, a tennis court and English gardens sitting on four acres. It resembled a European castle with its turrets and spires, with marble walls and flooring. It was good to know my baby had excellent taste. "You ready for school Ashley?" It was weird asking my wife that, we both worried about her classmates or even some of the teachers' reaction to her new status but she assured me that she would be fine.

"So, Dr. Hale, what are the thoughts inside your lone wolf's head about this big surprise?" "Eat and drink your fill under the moon tonight, everyone," Jackson announces, his charming smile flashing bright teeth. "All the meat and berry juice belong to my bill." The pack circle erupts into happy yelps and loud praises. After all, the Oakridge Circle is known across the lands as the most expensive place to feed in the entire Beacon Moon Territory. Only a supreme heir like Jackson could boldly bark that the entire night's kill was paid for by his own den resources. "Young master Jackson is so full of pack giving!"

Besides, it's their policy that they would only feed kids till they turn eighteen. "What? Hobsons? That's what you said, right?" Her lips part in astonishment. I nod. "Oh my God. Do you know they are among the top five billionaires of the New York City and ranked eighth among the top ten richest families in America last year?" "I know that, Carol. Please don't increase my anxiety. I'm already very nervous. If I would get a job there all my money problems would be solved."