My Dad's Billionaire Boss Novels & Stories

“I know how it sounds, baby. I do. And if there was any other way, believe me, I’d take it. But this… this is our last shot.” I looked away, biting hard on the inside of my cheek to keep the tears from falling. My thoughts were spinning. One heartbreak wasn’t enough and now I am being sold to another man that I know nothing about. “And who is he? This man, that wants to marry me.” I asked. “He’s a billionaire,” my dad said carefully. “He’s powerful and well-connected. He promised full financial backing. He said he’d save the business, wipe out all our debts and not just that.. he wants to grow and expand it and then us global.” I’m

“Dad was the complete opposite. You could tell just by how different they act. Mom met him on a cruise trip—he worked there. They fell in love, but eventually got separated.” “Because of your mom’s parents?” I guessed. He nodded. “They thought Dad was beneath her. A dreamer with no future. They sent her abroad and left him behind.” “But how did he become a billionaire? He was just a cruise worker, right? That’s a big leap,” I said, raising an eyebrow. He smiled faintly. “Then here’s the unbelievable part.” “What?” “My dad won the lottery.” My mouth fell open. I stared at him, waiting for him to laugh and say he was joking—but he didn’t. Not even a hint of mischief in his face.

I was Jax Storms, one of America's most eligible bachelors and the only son of Leo storms, a filthy billionaire. My father's company had shares in literally all the big multimillion dollar companies. He even had the fifth highest shares in the Lester Corporations, one of the biggest in America and that's only because Mr Lester made everyone in his household have shares. Being rich came with a lot of respect. Even the bar where I formally worked in, my former boss gave me VIP treatment as I had become a regular customer. Everybody was shocked by my sudden wealth. I was always respected wherever I stepped foot in and my name was always on the tongues of the paparazzi.

Like a frozen pig, I sat on the bench which was in the empty park, thinking of the next step to take. I was really trembling in fear. What if dad was going to take thirty percent of my business? But, the thing was, if that document was real, why had he just begun to claim he owned that percentage? Why hadn't he come to me since all these years? "Fire everyone on that floor! You all are stupid!" Seth yelled over the phone. He was probably scolding his workers for allowing dad, Becca and Jan to come into his office.

“Yes, money oils everything.” “I suppose you have many charities that you support?” He smiles at me. “No.” “Why not? You’re a billionaire. Think how much good you can do in the world.” He walks towards me with my drink. “Stop being naïve, Star. How do you think one becomes a billionaire in the first place?” I scowl as I take my drink from him. “I’m a billionaire because I made millions of people all around the world poorer. Through immoral and illegal means, I acquired resources for a fraction of the price they should have been. What should have belonged to the people I took for myself.”

"He owns three private jets that can send and pick you up in New York whenever you want, right dad?" "Of course!" And the boss agreed that caused me to roll my eyes. 'When the father and daughter come together.' "I can buy you a house in New York, sweetheart if you want. You just have to say a word." "See? Dad can do everything for you, Mom. Don't you remember? He's one of the top billionaires in LA!" "And don't forget that I'm also the most handsome, baby!" Daniel winked at me. "I totally agree with you, Dad!"

“If everything checks out, I’ll discharge you, but only if you sign a commitment form, assuming all risks. I’ll also send professionals to your house every day to ensure you’re following the guidelines.” Benjamim was satisfied with the response. Afterward, he returned to the room, and, while undergoing all the tests, he noticed Fred’s curious gaze on him. “What your mother said—is it true?” he asked in a low voice. “Are you going bankrupt?” “Have you ever seen a billionaire go bankrupt?” he asked seriously, though with a smile on his face. “The company my father founded is at risk of losing a lot of money, but Carlota is great at playing with words. She only said that to scare me. She knows

“Well…” Before I can invent a career my parents don't know for myself, Adrian responds smoothly, “It was a freelance project.” “Oh,” Mom nods, satisfied. “That explains it.” No, it doesn't. It explains nothing. I try my best to stay calm. Dad studies Adrian for a long moment before setting his fork down. “So, what exactly do you do, Mr. Blackwood?” His reply comes almost immediately. “I invest.” Dad nods slowly. “Real estate?”

Her companion's voice from the other side snapped her back into reality. "All that there is to do. I won't stand by and allow something like her steal away the opportunity I've worked so hard to secure. That would only happen over my dead body!" Odette declared and her friend laughed. "I like your determination. Of that's so, I'll help you." They said and seconds later, Odette heard her phone chime, indicating that a message had entered her phone. "I've just sent you her family's contact information. Her father is the CEO of Arnaud industries and word has it that his company is about to go down under. I'm sure if you offer him some money, he'd be able to keep his daughter at bay."

“Oh please. His dad is Elvis Hamilton. I checked his net worth on G****e, and it’s 10 billion dollars.” “Yeah right. That’s actually saying something.” “Or maybe the pressure to prove himself as a worthy heir to his dad’s empire traumatized him into who he is today.” Dianne suggested. “No. Judging by his personality, I think he just cares too much about work and perfection that he wants everyone else to care as much as he does.” “Fidelia Mills defending her boss—now that’s a new high,” Zain pointed out, giving me that intent, knowing look that made me focus on draining my cup of coffee.