Kyle Rittenhouse Millionaire Novels & Stories

He knew we were the only ones that could ask and yet he still insists on forcing answers out of my mouth. "Me and you of course" I hum confidently whilst raising my head. "Don't play around Sharon, I can't be showing off my talents for some petty money" his words got me dumbstruck and the world felt like it stopped for a moment. Petty money?

The roads stretched out endlessly as we made our way, surrounded by an eerie silence broken only by the hum of the engine. Upon our arrival, the scene before us appeared desolate and abandoned. However, Richard, with a reassuring tone, affirmed to us that the place was indeed secure. As we entered the room, Richard retrieved a stack of documents and started to address us. "There's a great deal that has been kept from you, and it all begins with a shocking act of betrayal…” "His name was Austin Luke," Richard said, his voice barely more than a whisper. The room fell into a hushed silence as everyone focused on Richard's next words.

I trailed off, hoping I sounded breathless and besotted instead of utterly terrified. Kevin’s eyes were as wide as saucers. He slowly sank into the chair behind his desk, still staring at me. “You’re telling me,” he said slowly, “that you, Emily Carter, went in for an interview with the most reclusive billionaire on the planet… and seduced him?” I winced. “I wouldn’t say seduced—” “You are even calling him by his first name, Emily. Didn’t you notice?” He pointed out, making me shut my mouth. “Same thing with that other billionaire.”

She raised her head with a smile. "It is," She giggled as she fought the urge to jump on him. It was a letter from Chris Williams inviting him to make a portrait of his mother but it would be done in his mansion. He is paying him Two billion dollars. Chris Williams is one of the most successful businessmen in Chicago "Do we leave this evening?" She asked giggling with excitement. "No, we start tomorrow. I have to get some stuff today and we are going grocery shopping." "Grocery shopping?" She furrowed her brows. "Why are we going grocery shopping?"

He got out of bed when he failed to sleep and went to his study, he made himself a cup of black coffee and went to his computer, He immediately he opened it and went online, the first thing he saw there the headlines written under a new article that had been published just a few minutes ago 'Trouble within the famous Billionaire family the Madison has Saul Madison kidnaps his sister in exchange that his father realize his love and baby mama Keith mathews' Mr Madison rwad theough the article with horror and pkayed the video that was posted below it, It was the same video that Saul had sent to him in the morning where he was hitting Sofia, Mr Madison immediately closed his laptop as he took a

“Vincent, please stop. I don’t want to talk about Dion. Hey, Mr. Carlson also got me an internship in one of the biggest companies in the world of business. He said if I do good, I might even be a permanent employee there.” “Wow. That is…Mpumi, that is great!” “Yeah! He is the acting CEO of Metallic Wholesalers. He said something about the previous acting CEO gone missing. But hey, thank God he’s the new CEO, right? Else I wouldn’t have gotten the internship. He is the sweetest rich person I have ever known!” . . . I'll be releasing 2 new books!! BOOK 1: K*lling The Billionaire's Brother BOOK 2: I'll Bring The Alpha To His Knees

The shooter was still holding the gun, and the streetlight caught on his face just enough for me to recognize him. Elias Voss. Thirty-eight years old, net worth more than some countries, and currently the most reclusive billionaire on the planet. Also, apparently, a stone-cold killer. And he was staring right at me. “Shit,” I whispered, which was honestly was not the smartest thing to say that night. He didn't even blink. Just tilted his head like he was trying to decide if I’m a stray cat or dinner. Then he lifted one finger to his lips. Shhh.

And I danced my way out of the hallway. Konrad Russell, I still remembered when he looked at me like he could devour me in that instant. I felt heat wash up on me and I squeezed my legs together. "Camila Russell, wife of billionaire Konrad Russell." I gave myself the title before giggling like a high school teenager who just got her crush to like her. I was excited. And I had a lot of people to pay back. I put back my headphones and went to work, Kevin sent me the details. Full name, phone number and even address, I got to the Internet fast and Konrad was worth over a billion. I was tripping myself.

I said, not sure what the big deal was. “You realize I take their full names down when I book the appointments, don't you?” “Jesus, you live under a rock, don't you?” she asked, rolling her eyes. She thrust her phone toward me, open to a news story about him. “Holy shit,” I said, grabbing the phone from her. “You don't think it's him, do you?” “I told you a millionaire was going to walk through those doors one day,” Mina said. “Only he's a billionaire. You got his number, right?” I paused and stared down at the phone for a long moment, hardly able to believe any of this.

“I looked into him. His connections. His financial records. Everything I could find.” I stiffened. “And?” Brent met my gaze. “He’s clean.” …What? I blinked. “Clean?” Brent nodded. “I expected to find something shady. A hidden agenda. Some dirt I could use to prove he was playing you.” He sighed. “But there was nothing. No backdoor deals, no hidden partnerships. Just an extremely successful businessman with more power than he lets on.” I sat down slowly. I didn’t know if I was relieved or more suspicious.