Julian Baker Billionaire Novels & Stories

And one name at the top of the contact list that made the air in my lungs feel like lead: Julian Thorne. ​Everyone knew Julian. He was the kind of billionaire who didn't just buy companies; he dismantled them for sport. He was young, famously cold, and had a reputation for being a shark in a five thousand dollar suit. He lived in a penthouse that touched the clouds while I was sitting on a floor that was probably infested with roaches. ​I looked at my four dollars. Then I looked at the messaging window. ​I didn't think about the consequences. If I thought about it, I’d get scared. And fear doesn't pay for a flight to Bali or put food on the table. I moved my fingers over the keyboard, the pl

"I've got some exciting news to share with you, I just confirmed that the illustrious billionaire, Julian Saint Clair, will be attending Mr. Richard Reynold's charity gala on Friday night." My eyes creased instantly, Julian Saint Clair, that has been my role model. A well known business tycoon that had led the business community and charts globally for years, for more than forty something years before Logan, its company managed for a few years before it flopped and then mine came into fame.

Mr Arnold, ignored and did not pause for a second, he continued to eat care free without looking at either his wife or daughter. " The William family has offered us a huge sum of 5 million dollars for our princess, of course it's because she is carrying their grandchild. It will help us alot especially in our business. The other benefits are the three contracts which Mr William said he needed to talk to u about and if you won't like them, he will then offer them to one of his friends. Are we not lucky to get such opportunities? Don't you think we should speed up ... "Enough! I have had enough of àll this woman. Money, it's just money, money is all you think about! What kind of a human being

Millwood, who is the owner of the M’Hotels and also Trent’s Dad announced that Tyson was now a shareholder in the company and that there would be a dinner party later in the evening. I was happy and sad at the same time, firstly, I was happy because he had yet again another achievement added to his wealth and I was sad because I’d have to be seeing more of his face and maybe also more of his bitch of a fiancée. They are sure going to make my life a living hell, I thought of resigning immediately because I won’t be able to control myself towards those duos long enough.

“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.

I laughed with them while they continue to tease each other. "But if you ever end up with Benedict? You'll be the luckiest woman on Earth!" Kylie says to me. Jonah nods. "I agree." "Like, hello? Let's admit, Benedict is one of the most powerful and richest man in this generation under the age of thirty. He became a billionaire before he reached 20. No, he has been a multi billionaire even before he was born on earth." Kylie states the matter of factly. "Hmmm, but I'm not after all that." I said clearly.

"What? So she really went and chose another man? She is so heartless, abandoning me when she also used my money to become the Screen Queen." Marcus left immediately, as he had an investigation to pursue. The late afternoon sun of Los Angeles illuminated the marble floor of Julian’s luxurious private suite, but the warmth of its rays failed to touch the man now lying helpless. Julian clutched his mother's diamond necklace tightly, his eyes staring blankly at the sales note and the cancellation of the wedding. "It’s all over. Jennifer is leaving me now for another man." Morning arrived. The door to Julian’s house opened, and a man entered alongside Jennifer. Ricard, a staggeringly wealthy bill

she asked, brows furrowing. I slid onto the barstool beside her. “Trying to forget that my father just sold me off like a piece of property.” Harper’s eyes widened. “Oh, hell no. Who?” “Julian Castellanos.” She nearly choked on her drink. “You mean The Julian Castellanos? Ice-cold billionaire, rumored to ruin more companies than he builds?” I groaned. “Yep.” Harper whistled. “Damn. If you’re about to marry a soulless devil, we better make tonight count.”

I ask stuffing French fries in my mouth. "Well, the clients called and postponed the meeting for tomorrow. So technically I could have taken a day off but I decided to stay and do some inventory." She says and I nod. "Nina do you know about Mr. Karter Allan?" I ask out of the blue. She's worked here for three years now, she probably knows about him. "Well duh! Who doesn't? He's the owner of our company and not just that he's the youngest billionaire in America! Everyone knows him Marie" She says.

And beside her stood Julian Vane. Julian Vane. The name alone was enough to make stock markets tremble. He was the country’s most eligible bachelor, a tech mogul with a face carved from marble and a reputation for ruthless efficiency. To the world, he was the perfect match. A savior for my family’s crumbling finances. A gentleman.