Julian Baker Billionaire Novels & Stories

“I’m supposed to just wait? While she lives in his house? While he touches her? I’m the one who should be carrying the Moore heir, not some trashy secretary!” “You are a Baker,” Julia said, stepping closer and grabbing Madison’s arm. “Bakers don’t cry over the help. They crush them. You don’t wait for a win; you take it.” Madison ripped her arm away, her lip curling into a snarl. “Then make her disappear. I want her gone, erased completely.” Julia smiled. “I’ve already begun. I offered her ten million this morning to walk away.” Madison snorted, wiping a tear from her cheek. “And? Let me guess, she took it and asked for more?”

Mark looked at Sherin in disbelief. "Are you pregnant?" Mark asked. "By whom?" Sherin didn't want to answer at first, but Mark's sharp look made her awkward. Sherin gulped down saliva, her throat choking at the mention of Xavier's name. "Who?!" Mark asked more loudly. "Xavier!" Sherin spontaneously replied. "The CEO of the Andarsa Group company. The child in my womb is his." Mark breathed heavily as his shoulders slumped limply. He looked at Sherin for a split second with mixed emotions in his eyes.

2 million dollars. Yes, 1.2 million. “This man is crazy,” I mumbled because the absurdity of his sending a necklace this expensive to my office was almost comical. Although if I think about it, a million isn’t much for him. Ben, my other coworker, whistled. “I didn’t know dating a billionaire had those perks. Does that mean you will abandon us soon?” I frowned immediately. What the hell is their problem? I’ve never been rude to him or Sarah, so I don’t understand why they try to make those passive-aggressive comments.

"Ah. I'm Anna's mother, my relationship with your father, you probably already know." "That's it, I won't bother you and your mother anymore, my wife and I would like to go back first." "Are you and your husband back so early?" Anna asked. "YES." After saying that, Jennifer and William nodded and walked away. After they left, Anna's mother asked her: "Is he Jennifer's husband?" "Yes, you think he's handsome right? He's the heir to the famous The World corporation." "Jennifer is lucky." "What she has, I want me to have. I'm also dad son, I don't want to be inferior to her."

“I’m sorry, but we wouldn't be in need of your services anymore”. The manager said, taking her work jacket from her. She walked out of the supermarket and was greeted by the scorching hot sun. “Agh!” She groaned. It was already summer and she had no idea. She checked her cell phone; it was the 16th of July. Her birthday. This was the fourth job Addison had been dismissed from this month. As she walked through her neighbourhood on her way home, her eyes raked for any newly established business which she could apply to because she had already exhausted all the existing ones.

Finally, Julian said it. "All these years, I haven't touched another woman. Not a single one. This arm is mangled and ugly, but I've worked hard on rehabilitation, so that one day, I can still hold you and the children. "Willow, anything you like, I can satisfy you. I can give you the life you want." Nebula Group had already hit a trillion-dollar market cap. Julian was now the wealthiest man on the continent. Everything he once dreamed of, he had achieved. But in the end, he realized the thing he wanted most was still Willow, the woman who once stood beside him through thick and thin.

We have everything we need right here. Julian kissed her back, deeper this time, sealing the promise. He had spent his life chasing power, control, and wealth. But as he stood on his private island, holding his brilliant wife, knowing their new child was growing safely inside her, Julian Thorne finally understood the truth. He was the richest man in the world.

He asked himself, then drew in a breath to calm himself. He was Theodore Lucian Banks, owner and CEO of Novaris Holdings, mastermind behind an indestructible empire, sole architect of the biggest billion-dollar enterprise in the entire region. Unfortunately, his self - esteem hadn’t caught up with his achievements. It was still back there in the past, a silent inner child that never let him believe that his name and the word ‘worth’ could be associated with each other. Even this - this glitch in the natural sad order of his life, this miraculous fortune born from the break that his demons went on, couldn’t possibly be here to stay.

Julian said, but his voice cracked. "One hundred million," I replied, not blinking. The room gasped. Julian's fiancée whispered something in his ear. He ignored her. He walked toward me. Seven steps. Each one heavier than the last. "Elara?" he breathed. "What are you doing here?" I tilted my head. "Bidding on a company, Julian. What does it look like?" "You can't afford that." He almost laughed, but it died in his throat. "You were a librarian. You have nothing."

Penelope had asked, wondering what else she could do to prove herself if her work for the past five years wasn't proof enough. "You will be sent to Ludus on probation. And you have one major task that will determine if you will be promoted to the position of editor-in-chief or not," Susan had stated in simple terms. "What is the task?" Penelope had asked, her voice and enthusiasm dropping a notch as she leaned forward in her seat. "We want to feature the elusive billionaire CEO and most eligible bachelor in Ludus, Graham-Carlton Banks, in our next issue. If you can secure an interview with him and land the cover story, the position in Ludus is yours." Susan had said.