Living With The Billionaire Novels & Stories

“Forget the deal. You’re mine, papers or no papers. The only problem is you refuse to come home. I get it. But I want you to spend the day with us.” I crossed my arms, leaning back against the counter. “My time is too expensive to waste with a man who already has everything.” His gaze dropped to my lips, then back to my eyes, unblinking. “I’ll buy you a McLaren if you spend the day with me.” I froze, staring at him like he’d just spoken another language. “Wait—what? For real?” “Yes, Red. Anything you want. Name it.” His voice was silk over steel. Oh, to be a billionaire’s baby mama, I thought, the smile threatening to break free before I bit it back.

I would have been perfectly fine. We both change everything about us. But then, look at me, I am pregnant for one of the richest billionaires in New York, living in a beach house that I didn't pay for, and I am back with my ex. I think my life is getting, or was getting better, until Kaiden decided to get a contractor.

But my eyes… my eyes were full of astonishment. I never expected my life to change so quickly. Just yesterday I was living in a cramped rented room, musty smell, thin mattress, facing a crazy ex-fiancé, and family debt like a mountain. Now? I lived in a luxurious mansion, surrounded by servants, designer clothes, and… a billionaire who called me Little Doe.

he sighed. “Day two in billionaire prison.” By the time he walked into the main living area, Timothy was already there. Again. Of course he was. The billionaire sat at the glass dining table reviewing several holographic reports floating in the air before him. His expression was calm. Focused. Like someone who had slept perfectly well. Elliot dropped into the chair across from him. “You know,” Elliot said, “normal people sleep after two in the morning.” Timothy didn’t look up. “I slept.”

“I’ll think about it and get back to you. I want it to be something… special. Something that makes that cold heart of yours beat a little faster.” “Okay,” he replied dismissively. Silence stretched between them, heavy and uncomfortable, until Thalia broke it again. Her gaze drifted to the window. “You know… I thought billionaires had it all figured out. No worries, no pain…just work and a bank account that keeps growing. I thought that was the whole story. But it seems there’s a lot more beneath the surface, right?” “I’ll take my leave now. The doctor will be here soon, so get your things in order.”

The Billionaire Sugar Daddy Chapter 24 THE warm water is dripping to the body of Dylan. While in the shower room—washing, he cannot deem that his own family can do it to him. I am not worthy of how much money he can offer. Massaging his head with the fragrant shampoo doesn't even take away the hole in his heart. The pretty boy is worrying because of the scene from nearly a month ago. Living with him is the most unexplainable part. Sharing the same house with the billionaire is not like he dreamt of before taking a bath and wearing his boxer with a cardigan suit. His body is flawless, like a doll. This time he is assertive to himself.

"Maybe I can start working here as soon as I can. You know, joining the family business." I paused what I was doing and looked at her. "I'd like it if you went to university though." She pouted. "Won't it be better if I start working right away?" "That sounds cool but I want you to have a better future." "Says the woman who married a billionaire." I rolled my eyes. "That's not the point. You saw how hard things were before this marriage so, I don't want you to get lazy just because we've become privileged."

A new apartment. A new car. No need to go to her job. Extra spending money and no bills. Being the girlfriend of a billionaire wasn't a bad thing at all. Tracy had often laughed at the women Mr. Hayes had brought into the restaurant, knowing that they were only after his money. She had thought them shallow and stupid. Only now she could see why they wanted him so badly. The extravagant life was far better than she had imagined. Just the simple things, like not having to worry if buying an extra can of green beans was going to cause overdraft fees, were intoxicating.

He knew she would understand, but at the same time, it was one more incursion into her world. If she were dating a regular man, this wouldn't be a problem. She wouldn't see her boyfriend kissing another woman as front page news if she was dating anyone but him. This was the part of being a billionaire that sucked. He had no privacy, and everyone wanted something from him. It was not the way that he wanted to live. If given the option, he would happily trade his billions for a more normal lifestyle. He didn't want to live in poverty, but the idea of merely being a multimillionaire without fame sounded like heaven.

Alexia Lodge? Now it's gonna be lovely to see how many months is this marriage gonna stay and when will Mr. Knight get bored of his new wife and go back to his playboy ways. Now this was an interesting news, but who would dare to write such a news which was against my dear ex husband. Well I know who. And I'm gonna call the company's CEO right away and share my good mood. Ethan Knight