Milliardaire Novels & Stories

A house so large that the courtyard was as vast as a palace garden. Lynda's lips parted in amazement at the sight of the mansion. "They're so rich, but why is the salary only two thousand dollars?" Mia muttered, Lynda turned to look at her best friend, but Lynda did not say anything because she did not know the reason either. There were about eight people who had passed the first stage of the selection, and now it was time to go face to face with the owner of the house who would choose one of the eight maid candidates.

, Simon said, acting all proud and mighty. “Why are you giving these to me free of charge? I’m sure you know that any news about Christian Mason and his wife is hot news now, and you refuse to sell these. Something is up”, the reporter asked again, refusing to be fooled. Simon snickered a bit. “Something is indeed up. I’m the man in those pictures. She left me, turned around and got a gold mine like Christian Mason. Do you know how rich that man is?” The reporter leaned closer to Simon and whispered. “So, you just want to ruin her marriage?”

Aunt Sadie introduced, her words dripping with intrigue. As she spoke, my eyes widened in surprise. The bag I was holding fell from my grasp. I was shocked to hear that name. The Miles is a famous name in our town. Everyone knew them as the most affluent family in the whole of California. And now, she wants me to marry her son? The mere thought sent a wave of panic through my body. How many sons does she have? My mind raced with the possibilities, but one name stood out - Hudson Miles Lucas. The very sound of his name was enough to send shivers down my spine.

Diamond studs…real ones, not the tiny pearls Jason had given me…glinted in my ears. My heels were Louboutin, and they clicked with authority on the marble floor. I looked like money. Old money. The kind of wealth that didn’t need to announce itself because everyone already knew. I looked like Aria Myles. Not Aria Hartley. Not Jason’s quiet, forgettable wife. Aria Myles, sole heir to a manufacturing empire worth 2.3 billion dollars. The elevator opened on the fifteenth floor. The executive suite was exactly as I remembered it.

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.

How dare he. Don't get me wrong when I said he was a millionaire. Yes, he was a millionaire, but I wasn't a gold digger dating him for his money, it was the other way round. He was a millionaire, heir to a company, but, I was Fiona Katherine Winchester, billionaire and CEO of Winchester Group of Industries, the third most successful company on the entire continent, and, his company worked for mine. He was dating me for my money and I was dating him for my peace of mind.

Luke eyes widened in shock. “ Doesn’t that makes a millionaire technically, Just like that ? Overnight…How is that even possible “ “ Millionaire? Katie’s empire is worth more than millions , Billions of dollars are now in Carina’s name “ Madam Claire said her eyes widened his shock . “ My Ex wife is a billionaire, How is that even possible “ “ What do you think we should take care of first?” “ At this point we should be scared of what she might do to us “

She was wearing a blue gown and nude makeup which accentuated her beauty. "Ten Million dollars, are you ready?" Miller's husky voice sank deep into my system. My gaze left the young lady's sight to that of my best friend. "What for?" I asked, seems I was missing out on something. "Lure the lady in dating you for a week, and get a compensation of ten million dollars." Miller raised an eyebrow, his lips full of smirks. I don't know what game he was trying to play, but I was going to beat him on this. After all, I was hot, classic, and handsome. I was literally every woman's dream. I mean, who wouldn't want to date a billionaire?

I was going through my phone when a certain news caught my attention, because that news mentioned me, none of the other news did, and I know why because my dad and brother had threatened the reporters. Not that I couldn't do it, it just makes me feel that I'm loved and people do care about me. . "The playboy, again is engaged, with a Victoria secret model, who claimed to be his best friend during his first marriage with the heir of Lightwood enterprises Ms. Caroline Lightwood." Is this the reason for the divorce of Ms. Lightwood and her player ex-husband Mr. Knight.? As we all know how much both the partners were in love with each other. What might have led to their separation? We all know M