My Millionaire Boss Novels & Stories

He turns to face the man, his gaze piercing, but chooses to remain silent, allowing the stranger to continue. "Kalix Ashford is a perfect man," the man enthuses. "The way he carries himself, his attitude. He is a business tycoon, and I am certain he will ascend to the helm of Ashford Corporations one day." Paul's fists clench involuntarily as he mentally prepares himself to strike the man.

"One hundred and forty million. They’re calling you a visionary in the press. Behind closed doors? They’re calling you a liability." ​I didn't look up from the blueprints spread across my desk. I kept my compass steady, marking the perimeter of my new empire. "If you’re here to offer a post-mortem on my financial decisions, Mr. König, you’re late. The check has already cleared."

2 million dollars. Yes, 1.2 million. “This man is crazy,” I mumbled because the absurdity of his sending a necklace this expensive to my office was almost comical. Although if I think about it, a million isn’t much for him. Ben, my other coworker, whistled. “I didn’t know dating a billionaire had those perks. Does that mean you will abandon us soon?” I frowned immediately. What the hell is their problem? I’ve never been rude to him or Sarah, so I don’t understand why they try to make those passive-aggressive comments.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

I asked when I read what he wrote in my bio. “That's how that man likes it. Wanna bet he'll be asking to connect in a day?” “I don't think so.” “Fine, how does a million dollars sound?” My eyes widened instantly. “Do I look like I have a million dollars?” I gasped. “You can ask the boss for it. He'll give you even a billion if you want it,” he said so casually, and then attempted to just move on like he said nothing. “Why do you think he'll give me such a heavy amount?” I stopped him before he could switch the topic.

Donning a bob cut and a no-nonsense expression, she stared right at the camera and began, "Hey, guys. Today, we will be steering off our current series. Permit me to tell you a story..." "There's this guy, let's call him Mr. Minimum. Mr. Minimum is from old money, so he became a multi-millionaire even before he could crawl. Well, now, he owns a company and is doing very well for himself. But like many rich folks, Mr. Minimum wants to eat his cake and have it. He pays his workers stipends and defaults in taxes despite making millions off the backs of Americans. One day, someone blew the whistle, drawing attention to Mr. Minimum's tax evasion crimes. But guess what happened?

“ Do you think it funny? The only thing I hear in this house is your boss, how certain that she is a man? ” “ You sound like my wife already, at this point, I just need to put a finger on this tiny finger ”. “ That is not the point I am making, I want to meet your boss ”. “ You seriously do not want to. His eyes alone will leave you scared ”. “ I am not scared of him, just because he is a multi-billionaire cooperation ”. “ Emma, dear, you can't even begin to imagine the things that are in his name ”.

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.

She picked on the second ring. "Don't tell me you're still stuck up from last night Claire" she was quick to say "Damon is my boss, he is the CEO of ice agency" I felt my skin shiver "The fuck! Tell me you kidding" "I wish I was, God beccs I really fucked this up on a hundred" " so he's a multi-billionaire, you just fucked a multi-billionaire!!!" She yelled " what do you mean?" "If you're right, that means Damon Ice is your boss"

I said, not sure what the big deal was. “You realize I take their full names down when I book the appointments, don't you?” “Jesus, you live under a rock, don't you?” she asked, rolling her eyes. She thrust her phone toward me, open to a news story about him. “Holy shit,” I said, grabbing the phone from her. “You don't think it's him, do you?” “I told you a millionaire was going to walk through those doors one day,” Mina said. “Only he's a billionaire. You got his number, right?” I paused and stared down at the phone for a long moment, hardly able to believe any of this.