Millionaire Romance Novels & Stories

Her eyes were red already, as we both sat down on the sofa. “Tell me everything.” She said, “That is if you are up for it." I mean, you don't get kidnapped by the mafia every day." I groaned. "Please don't say it like that." She immediately grinned. I groaned louder and I could hear Seraphina and Tristan giggling from the kitchen. It was obvious they were enjoying every part of this torment from Clarissa. "You had a secret romance with an art professor who turned out to be a mafia prince."

“So you have to treat our domestic staff with disrespect because you were born into some shitty wealthy family? Aren’t you afraid that tables could turn one day?” “Like hell, it would. My father has been part of the top five richest men in the states for years now. He has been number one for six years in a row. Oh, do I need to remind you that without our help, You and your family would probably be on the streets, begging for daily bread?” “Besides, as your wife, I’m entitled to all that is yours. So don’t stand there and talk to me like I’m one of your shitty mistresses who doesn’t know her right.” Tessie glared at Adam.

I couldn't see any more, so I went back home. To be truthful I wasn't hurt, I was sad to know the friend I trusted would betray me. In a way I was relieved that I didn't had to marry her. I didn't wanted to make her my girlfriend, I wanted just her to be my fuck buddy. But after my divorce, Lockwood Ent. took all the shares back from the company. It was obvious her father would do that. My company was falling apart. It was stable because of Lexi's father. But he threatened to withdraw his shares too if I used his daughter as my fuck buddy. So I couldn't do anything but ask her to be my girlfriend. Then because of mom I had to ask her to be my fiancé. It was never my decision. I never loved h

She was an adult who adored her husband unconditionally. I soaked in a warm bath, smiling and feeling good. Dani called as I got out of the bath, and I swiped my receiver button. "Girl! I was about to call you. Leo sent $500,000 for shopping, and guess what? It's not part of my payment. Dani screamed gleefully, "We're rich, Mimi! We're fucking rich!" She couldn't stop screaming. I heard a male voice in the background. "Dani, are you shagging a guy?"

I leaned forward, squinting through the gloom. "Gabriel Moreau," Pedro said. He actually put his phone down. "The wine magnate. His family owns half of France and all of Napa. He’s... well, he’s the Great Wall of China. Unbreakable. He doesn’t do bars. He doesn’t do scandals. He definitely doesn't do actresses." "He looks like he’s judging the air for not being high-quality enough," Brittany added.

Her tone was sharp, filled with irritation, though it carried a hint of something unspoken. “Okay… we’re at that part again, where you say you don’t want to get married. But this is what you need to know—this one’s a real opportunity. Did you know they’re hiring thirty housemaids for the Villamontes’ mansion? Crazy, right? It’s like the universe reminding you that this is no ordinary chance. They’ve got big plans, huge funds, and behind all those smiles, there’s ambition.” “When’s the hiring at the Villamonte mansion?!” Roxane asked eagerly, laughter and excitement sparkling in her eyes, while Lyka grinned widely at her reaction.

The way he acted during the time of trouble, decisive but controlled, hinted at a depth she hadn't anticipated. But why did it matter? She shook her head and forced herself to concentrate on her work. Heathen King was her boss and nothing more. Whatever hid beneath his surface was not her priority. However, while she worked late into the night, she couldn't help but wonder whether their paths had crossed for a reason, and what secrets the mysterious millionaire might be keeping. Meanwhile, in a luxurious hotel's rooftop suite, Heathen stood by the sky-high windows, holding a glass of scotch. The big city spread out before him, its lights flashing in the dark.

Mia snapped I chimed in before she could make another statement. “And is it not so normal that you know a Man like Lucas who is a billionaire, and the CEO of Pinnacle Holdings, maybe you must have tried to woo him in the past as usual.” I rolled my eyes at her and fixed them back on my food. I didn't understand why Lucas was silent and wasn't saying anything. “Oh shut the fuck up Olivia, look at your dear husband and ask him if he doesn't know me,” She thundered.

Her heartbeat raced, she already knew who the text came from and she wasn't wrong. Bitch, give me my money if not... She didn't understand the money he spoke of. He barely gave her any momey whilst they were together nor did he put her in a place where she could make momey, all he did was collect from her. Yet he had the guts to continually ask for money but he held a secret that could end her marriage. She cursed at herself for not avoiding this when she saw it coming years back. You keep ignoring my texts forgetting that I have your home address and I could pop in anytime just to say hello to your husband of course.

The matching wedding band flashed as he waved his hand in the air. She practically purred with the delight of taking the focus off her. “You had a close family with plenty of support. Money and success on your own terms. And you couldn’t find one woman to pretend she loves you for a lousy week. No wonder your mother is insistent on keeping to tradition. Has there been even one serious relationship in your past?” Anger flashed in his coal-black eyes. “I date,” he responded coldly. “Just because I haven’t found The One yet doesn’t mean I’m closed off.”