My Billionaire Boyfriend Novels & Stories

To him, he fixed his gaze back on the beach while we both smoked in silence but I had to start up a conversation. "Your friend owns here?" I decided to ask since our sex had been God knows whose office, the office could be used as a room at how wide and big it was. "No," Sullivan answered. "And who owns here?" I asked again. "Me." He replied puffing out another cloud of smoke, he was serious. I didn't doubt him. But oh my God! "Really?" I couldn't hide my surprised state as my subconscious was beginning to tease me that I had a Billionaire boyfriend... Not boyfriend tho---no! He is my boyfriend! My boyfriend is super rich!!

"Then that's your answer, isn't it." Noah took the news with characteristic bluntness when Layla explained it to him that evening, his eyebrows shooting up so high they nearly disappeared into his hairline. "You're going to marry a billionaire." "Possibly. If I decide to say yes." "Noah Bennett, brother in law to a billionaire." He said it with such obvious relish that Layla couldn't help but laugh, some of the tension in her chest easing slightly at his enthusiasm. "Does this mean I get to stop mowing lawns?"

“You are the best thing that's happened to me in a long time.” “So, you're actually okay with having a dumb girlfriend that doesn't recognize the signs of a man with money?” I asked. I still felt stupid for being so oblivious. “You are not dumb,” he assured me. “And I'm very okay with it. Are you okay dating a billionaire?”

Jess loves Kev 4eva. I found myself mentally correcting the spelling, analysing the sentiment. It was that or scream. My thoughts were a scratched record, replaying the same horrible moments. The shock of the lift doors opening. The feel of the cuffs. The violated emptiness of my ransacked flat. The deafening silence of my phone – not a buzz, not a blink from him. My mind went to dark, cynical places. So this was the full billionaire boyfriend experience. The curated sequence. First, the designer dress and the heirloom brooch – the lure. Then the chauffeured car. And finally, the pièce de résistance, the complimentary counter-terrorism unit raid. A real value package.

I braced myself for his pity, or worse, his disdain. Instead, he was silent for a long moment, just studying me. I felt like a specimen under a microscope. “I see,” he said again, his voice thoughtful. Then, he straightened up. “I’ll do it.” I blinked. “What?” “I will be your fake boyfriend, Ms. Amber.” He said it with the same finality as when he’d declared the backup system would engage. “It would be an advantage. And for your family’s criteria… I am not a millionaire. I am a billionaire. I assume that will be ‘good enough’?”

I said, giggling as he caressed my ass. It has been one of the best nights of my life. I mean, this is the end of my numerous lousy blind dates with those weird men, and to even think I hit the jackpot was even more shocking. I couldn't help but smile sheepishly when I finally realized that I had won on both sides. I really must have saved a king in my past life to be this blessed. I have a hot, handsome billionaire boyfriend who practically loves me. What more can I ask for? I was still lost in thought when Oliver's phone rang.

“What do you want?” “Five thousand,” he said easily. “For now.” My head snapped toward him. “What do you mean by for now? Do you think I have money laying around?” “Your boyfriend is a billionaire. I’m sure he can afford it.” “He’s not my boyfriend!” I hissed. “Then what is he? Your sugar daddy? Even better.” He shrugged. “Either way, I’m sure he’ll give you what you ask as long as you keep fucking him.”

We paused our kissing and gazed into each other's eyes. "When will this happen again?" Yohan asked softly, while stroking my belly. I smiled at him and affectionately kissed his lips, caressing his cheek. "Very soon, Yohan. Don't worry, I'm going to check it every time, and you're the first one to know about it, okay?" I said tenderly to him. He nodded and kissed me again on my lips. "I love that, Baby. Thank you." Having a billionaire boyfriend's DISADVANTAGE is that you can't stop him from having a meeting outside the country, and he needs to go there.

, Xander said unaffectedly, he brought out a ciggerate and lighted it. "You don't get it do you?, Kaylee said, looking at Xander with rage. "Her boyfriend is the famous Daniel Vuitton". Xander choked on his ciggerate when he heard Daniel's name. He dropped it down and turned to face Kaylee. "Daniel Vuitton?, wait hold on a second, you mean the billionaire?", Xander questioned, looking at her with shock. "Of course it's him, the Wealthy billionaire", Kaylee replied, "and oh did I say boyfriend?, my bad, here's the worst part, he already came to my dad to seek for her hand in marriage."

“My fiancé. Or rather, soon-to-be ex-fiancé. He’s the guy who bought my company.” What?! “Wait—what?!” “Yep. Cain Henderson,” she spat. “He said he had nothing to do with the buyout, but it was a lie. My mom—desperate for investors —reached out to the one man I loathe. Cain Henderson. My business rival.” “You mean the Cain Henderson? As in billionaire CEO of Henderson Corporation?” I whispered like it was some dark fairy tale.