Milliardär Novels & Stories

She said and I laughed. "Well, I didn't do anything. It just happened." I simply told her. "Then you've got to be kidding me. You are dating a demigod, Sarah. Damon Mackay is among the top five richest men in Avalon right now. He is no longer a billionaire but now a trillionaire. He walks in money! As far as I know, he is the largest shareholder for twelve great companies across the world, excluding luxurious hotels and all. This is the man you are living with, Sarah. To top it all, he's living a humble life here at Kimberley Royal Palace, sharing the building with other celebrities and people when he could just buy off the whole building."

, I said getting stressed. "Does it really matter though? I mean it's just 15% it's not even up to 20", Michelle said. I looked at her like a fool she indeed was. "Charlie Hearth is a billionaire, let's just say assuming all his asserts sum up to 1 billion dollar, imagine taking 15% of 1 billion dollar every year, plus my daily and yearly allowances along side every other thing I need, you don't know I'm going to be among the top richest women on earth?".

i admit guiltily. "No Gale! It's nothing. Aidan earns more in a week." She explains and rubs my arm. That is a lot of money. I suppose he is a billionaire. I cannot even imagine that amount of money. Hell, I can't even imagine that many people. "Besides, Aidan is getting something which is much more valuable. He's maturing Gale, and I can only assume that's it's your doing." She argues. i smile and brush it off. "I appreciate that. Thank you. How are you doing?" I ask her, even though I don't know her form a bar of soap. She smiles.

He scratched his head. "About ten million," he laughed. "Are you out of your mind? I don't possess that sum of money, and even if I did, you wouldn't receive a cent," I stated firmly. "Come on, Gerard Downs, the ninth wealthiest individual in the state. Ten million should be a mere trifle for you," he sneered, leaning down to face me. "You're delusional, you jerk," I spat at his face. "So, you think I'm playing around, huh?" he seethed, gripping my hair forcefully.

Someone, he can easily divorce when his beloved appears. He walked toward them nonchalantly. Their gaze locked for a moment, and he stared back at her as she continued to stare at him. it was as if she was just seeing him for the first time and that didn't seem well with him. He couldn't believe there was someone in the country who was ignorant of him. Damon Willy is the world's most famous designer ever. He is known in the country for his good looks and cold attitude that most ladies consider sexy. And a hottie billionaire workaholic.

Miranda Duran, a 22-year-old orphan, was a sight to behold. A typical ordinary female who is well-known for her clumsiness in everyday situations. She had recently completed her undergraduate studies at a community college. Andrew Templeton, an egotistical billionaire, was the first person she met on that day. However, in a ridiculous situation. The Templeton brothers were dubbed "the rich Nasty Billionaires" in their hometown of Las Vegas. They were obscenely wealthy and ruthless in their pursuit of power. There was nothing they wouldn't do to get what they wanted.

she whispered. I gasped. My throat suddenly felt very dry, not knowing how to respond to the information Natty had just given me. I just stood there, frozen. Apparently, my condition surprised Natty, so she tapped me on the shoulder a little hard. "What's wrong?" "Ah....," I stammered. "No, nothing. I-I just... I was wondering who the richest person was," I continued, ending with an awkward smile. Natty shrugged. "Well, no one ever knows. They were very secretive. The only legendary rumor I know is that they have a child. Whether male or female, it's also a mystery."

“You expect the Elliott's family to respect a nasty looking beggar just like that.” Mike felt insulted. “Now, you are throwing shades of insult at me.” Annabelle gnashed her teeth. The beggar was trying to disappoint her. “You are not doing this for free. I'll pay you.” Mike shrugged. “Fine. You can as well find someone else to play the role. You can pay some other dude to do this.” He made to walk away, but Annabelle said, “Two million dollars. I will pay you as high as two million dollars.” She shut her eyes. “No, I will double it. I will pay four million dollars.”

I could swear she was lying. “ Who isn’t? I am a billionaire; my inheritance never stops growing," I announced proudly, puffing out my chest. She seemed somewhat mocking, but didn’t show anything. “ Still, not all the money in the world has made any woman stay by my side with this face," I thought victoriously, knowing she wouldn't be able to endure it.