My Dad's Billionaire Boss Novels & Stories

Arriving at the building the next day, Amanda was immediately allowed inside without waiting. "Maybe he had already informed them of my coming." Amanda thought to herself. Immediately Amanda got home yesterday, she made sure to search for Eric Adam online and she was shocked by the results. Eric was a fast-rising billionaire in the tech industry, he started his business from scratch, there was only a little information about his personal life, just news about his success and business. There was no news about his wife and kid.

He gave an evil smirk and walked right toward me. "Please don't touch her" Dad pleaded, and he came close, towering above me like a high wall. He grabbed my jaw, turning my face from one side to the other as if he were examining me. I was scared as hell as I was standing face-to-face with the man, I later learned his name is Mace Hunter, the billionaire cartel leader of New York City. Mom's chemotherapy milked us dry, and our family finances depleted in a matter of months. Dad became so desperate and determined to save his wife that he didn't think twice before borrowing from the devil himself.

The feelings did not stem from his appearance; it was his identity. As the mastermind behind Ashford Enterprises, a colossal conglomerate that spanned various industries, Damien's influence reach far and wide. His company was a Titan in the business world, holding a firm grip on the city's economy and impacting the lives of countless individuals. Not yet thirty years old, Damien Ashford had build an empire that was the envy of many. In the bustling metropolis of starline city, his name was synonymous with power and prosperity. His wealth knew no bound, with opulent mansions nestled in prestigious neighborhoods, luxury vehicles that turned head as they rolled through the city street and a lif

A high-pitched shriek echoed through the phone as Lyra exclaimed, "What?!" I removed the phone from my ear to drown out her shrieking voice from deafening me. "Imagine, stumbling upon this gorgeous estate that's straight out of a storybook, got assigned this absolutely beautiful room - it's like a dream. But wait, here comes the real kicker - the person I'm taking care of is none other than Mr. Lockwood, a freaking handsome billionaire!" Upon doing some further research Adrian Lockwood was a self-made Billionaire Bachelor worth a hundred billion dollar who had managed to create a whole hotel chain by himself. It was astonishing that I had managed to gotten this job! Turns out the Lockwood em

He surged closer to rod and patted his shoulders. “Do you realize who you are? You are rod Benson. That name is worth over ten billion dollars. Your father is the richest tycoon in New York he has made many poor men billionaires, including me. Today you are struggling to meet your needs. You are squatting with me. You have no bulky bank account. You are broke today because of a silly decision that will lead you nowhere. Return to your father, marry Opula, father your child, be rich and have peace of mind.”

"Don't pretend to be noble. You always refused to please rich men. Now our company is about to go bankrupt, and if you fail again this time, I'm going to sell you to a Mexican drug lord. If you want to live, go and please Vince. It's better for both of us." Lydia remembered the terrible look on her father's face when he said that. Her father won't allow her to screw this up, because this time the billionaire is Vince Evans. Vince Evans is a name that no one can ignore. The heir of a nationwide luxury hotel group, a famous Wall Street investor, the top three on the list of golden bachelors ...... Also, the CEO with cruel methods, the domineering and cold businessman, the man who will never be

I cut budgets, redirected contracts, and demanded a level of perfection that made even the senior directors sweat. ​By 6:00 PM, the office was quiet again. My father walked in without knocking, two glasses of vintage scotch in his hands. He handed one to me, his eyes searching mine for any sign of regret. ​"You handled the Anderson situation with surgical precision," he said, taking a sip of his drink. "I’ll admit, I expected a bit more crying. Perhaps a moment of hesitation." ​"I ran out of tears three days ago, Dad," I replied, the scotch burning a pleasant trail down my throat. "Hesitation is a luxury I can no longer afford."

Another text: *Next time, you’ll be inside. He called Jake. “Take them to the safe house. Now.” --- Past Adriana watched the news from her balcony, champagne in hand. Leon’s face dominated the screen—*“Billionaire CEO Accused of Fraud!”* Richard had delivered. The board was in chaos, investors fleeing. Leon’s net worth plummeted. She dialed him. “Still think you can ignore me?” “What do you want?” Leon hissed. “Everything,” she said. --- **Present**

why them? “Because I didn’t want to watch them take what you love,” he said. “Because I owed your father for the faith he put in me once. Because… because I’m selfish in the quiet ways too — I wanted to make sure when all this came for you, there would be a place you could come back to that wasn’t gutted.” The confession landed like a warm hand over my ribs. It was protection folded into property — a billionaire’s twist that was tender in its logic. He had made a financial play as a love letter.

“Oh please. Don’t listen to him. No one’s more competitive and obsessed with business than he is.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “No it’s okay, it just means we’ll get along really well.” I wasn’t sure what to say after that. But I managed to force words out of my mouth. “You’re in business?” “My dad’s the owner of Crowning Enterprises. So I know a thing or two.” “Sophia’s going to take over her dad’s company one day.” “Is that so?” “I’m not too sure about that, I still have a lot to learn. Maybe you can teach me, or we could even merge companies.”