My Millionaire Boss Novels & Stories

All the more because of our shenanigans. “Well, come on. Tell us.” Aiden urged. “Where and when did you meet? Who is she?” “That’s the important question.” Miles commented. “I mean, just one look at her, you could tell she’s loaded.” She’s more than loaded. The woman’s a billionaire and a mafia boss at that. I said in my mind.

I bent down and whispered in her ear, "My boss is not such a good person every day. I'll see you around Issa. Trust me, I want nothing to do with your crackhead boyfriend, I think you both would make a perfect couple." She didn't say anything after that. I stood up and adjusted my suit, nothing should spoil my drip. Before I reached the event center, I got a notification from my phone…One Million Dollars. Damn!

Standing before what looked like 60 to 70 floored building made me shiver. It then when it actually sunk in that I was dating a millionaire. That he wasn’t some guy who owned few thousand dollars. He wasn’t just a teacher. He was a fucking millionaire and he owned this 70 story building. The funny thing was, it wasn’t the only large building he owned. It was so crazy that my head started spinning at all this. I take a look at the building one more time. From bottom to the top and then back to bottom. After it really sunk in, I let out a poof of breath before entering through the glass doors.

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He tightened his jaw, his chest heaving under his dark jacket. "He won't stop the investigation," I said, shaking my head slowly, feeling the ice in my chest spread until every breath felt like swallowed needles. "He'll use it. He's a Varess, Nathan. He built his firm on blood and leveraged debt, no matter how clean he tried to make his name sound. If I hand him the Veyra name right now... while I'm framed for stealing twelve million dollars, he won't protect me. He'll take the company, he'll freeze the estate, and he'll lock me away so tight I'll never see the light of day again." "You don't know that," Nathan muttered, though his tone lacked conviction.

Why do I make excuses for my husband not inviting me to his business dinners and get-togethers? Ugh, I can't believe I have to see this day. I feel like such a loser. "Mother, I hate people. And I don't particularly like your son-in-law either." "Paige." There is warning in her tone. How I had missed my name! To the employees at the penthouse, I am Mrs. Russo. At work, I am Ms. Mathewson. I work in a separate building than my Dadda so he is not there always to annoy me with his 'Pea'. Momma calls weekly at most and Dante calls me 'mia moglie' . I need to make friends just so that someone can call me Paige. I did not think that there will be a day when I am this desperate. What do I even do w

Her heartbeat could be seen through her cleavages, flashing through her drenched dress. "That is not possible, sir," she said, suddenly seeing Liam in the light of being her boss, and she, his secretary. "It's a lot of money, please." "Hell, girl," Liam laughed, pointing at his bulging chest. "Do you know how fucking rich this guy is? Talk about billions of dollars, babe. Indeed, keep it. And after two weeks, we'll talk about you resuming working with me." His smile, his lifted cheeks, his eyes. All these held on to Elena, drew her in, and made her feel a surging feeling of possession for this man. His dick was in her hand now, and was beginning to grow again.

" He leaned back in his seat. She stuck her tongue out at him and turned around to leave. I tried to hold back any laughter from erupting from me. She was damn funny and cute, to be sincere. Being friends with Hames sure wasn't such a pleasant thing. "I guess we should get going now," I said in more of a question. He craned his head to me. "Did I say that? I don't usually spend time outside. It might take a billion months again before I eat openly so the least I can do is finish my meal at this chance I've gotten." He picked his phone up again. "Right after I respond to this frustrated woman from a business partner." I shook my head at him, knowing he couldn't see me. What a terrible life. A

I heard him hiss and I giggled. “You had better appreciate the kind of girl you’ve got. I tell you almost everything that happens at my place of work yet I know nothing about yours except that your former CEO was mean and that’s a paste tense” I told him. “Oh you are not aware that I am not a sole entrepreneur. Also, I have multiple side jobs which makes me financially stable and rich. I’m a billionaire” He boasted. “I know you are financially stable. I meant you don’t tell me about the daily activities at your work place like I do gist you about mine”

Carl proudly explained from the side. Josh froze and became speechless at those words. The Millennium was the most prestigious club in the country, as well as a money-squandering haven where many dreamed of becoming members to show off their status. The mysterious boss behind it was actually Jameson? How could he, a discarded pawn who had just found a foothold in the Schmidt family, have such a large business? What kind of joke was this? "Since you've come here to spend money, I wouldn't have bothered you if you had behaved. But it looks like it's too difficult for you to do that."