My Possessive Billionaire Novels & Stories

Dalawang buwang ginugol ng private investigator ang paghahanap sa kanyang mommy at makalipas nga niyon ay natagpuan niya ito. Happily married to Constantine Montenegro, a billionaire magnate who owns high-end condominiums, luxury malls, elite schools, state-of-the-art hospitals, and even his own airline. He is far wealthier than her father, ranking in the Top 80 of Forbes’ 100 richest list. Sleek black dress hugging her frame—simple, but expensive enough to scream exclusivity. Red lips curved into a soft smile. Angel. Or warning sign. “The bitch is coming this way,” bulong ng isang sophomore habang kunwari’y nagbabasa ng notebook pero halatang nakasunod ang tingin kay Maxine.

“Because I like it.” “What do we even do?” “There's no we. And that is not for you to find out.” He forcefully let go of my face and said, “I need a wife.” He casually fixed his clothes and looked in front of him. “Since you caught my attention and your father's in grave debt, you are suitable to pay for it.” He looked at me, and before I could speak, he cut off my objection. “No money can pay his debt.” He looked me up and down. “Especially for a florist like you.” And since that day, I hated him.

Hindi niya napigilan ang pagsigaw He nodded. "Yeah, approximately 1.6 billion in philippine peso." He said without blinking an eye This time, nashock na siya at hindi makapagsalita. Jayden Aran is really a _fucking_ billionaire. Hindi niya alam kung maswerte ba siya o hindi -- because she just slept a rich guy not just rich, he's a freaking billionaire! Mayaman din ang pamilya nila, but they only have millions. "You gotta be

One click, one contract signed by a man she had never even spoken to, and everything—her father’s dream, her years of sacrifice, her sleepless nights drawing blueprints—was gone. “Hindi… hindi puwede,” she whispered, shaking her head as tears burned the corner of her eyes. She scrolled down frantically, hoping, praying that this was a mistake. Pero lahat malinaw, every project she had poured her soul into, the low-cost housing plan for displaced families, the eco-friendly school her father once dreamed of building… all under one name. Adrian Veylen. The world’s first trillionaire. A man who built empires of glass. A man untouchable by laws, governments, and—apparently—dreams that weren’t his

Ang hindi alam ng mga ito ay ang tungkol sa sari-saring charitable foundations na ipinapatayo niya gamit ang pangalan ng isang malapit na kaibigan. Yes, he likes to live in the lap of luxury. He spends his money on fancy cars, luxurious yachts, expensive big boy toys, extravagant parties, exclusive clubs, etc. And why not? He is a millionaire’s heir, a billionaire’s grandson and a bachelor with no wife or kids to support.

May bahay s'ya sa Britain dahil may branch s'ya ng kan'yang mall dito. Isa s'yang assassin but what other people doesn't know about him is that — he owns a multi billion of assets all over the globe. Isa lang ang mga naglalakihang malls n'ya na nagkalat sa buong mundo under sa pangalan ni Scarlett. He also owns a few branches of hospitals across the globe. Kahit gaano ka busy sa kan'yang trabaho, nagagawa n'ya pa ring e balanse ang kan'yang trabaho at negosyo.

Aakalain mong nasa loob ka ng isang malaking palasyo dahil napaka elegante ng lugar na may pa red carpet pa. “Si Lombardi? Of course he is! He’s a god damn billionaire!” Chuckie answered. Napakamot ulo ako doon. “Ha? Sino ba iyon?” tanong ko. "Lazarus Lombardi," Chuckie began, his voice carrying the weight of significance, "commands an unrivaled presence as one of the nation's most formidable business magnates. Among the youthful billionaires, he stands prominent, his ascent to opulent heights transpiring at a mere thirty-three years of age. His colossal net worth soars in the billions, a testament to his remarkable acumen. As the enigmatic founder behind the renowned Lombardi hotel and casi

Napakamot na lang ako sa kilay habang pinakikinggan ang usapan ng dalawa habang papasok kami ng bahay. Alam ko naman na mayaman si Dwayne noon pa. He is the sole heir of their family company. It is not just company but an empire. Bata pa lang ako tinitingala na ang pamilya nina Dwayne, kaya hindi nakakapagtaka na ubod niya ng yaman. Yeah, I married a Billionaire. I don’t know it it's a luck or not. “So if you want an ice cream just tell me. I can buy you any flavors you want,” saad ni Dwayne. Ngumiti naman ng malaki si Cupid sa kanya habang tumatango.

“Anyway, we are here to celebrate, we will be back for dinner, I need you to meet someone… He’s a new money iha, gwapo, siimpatiko, sigurado akong magugustuhan mo siya, we happen to close a deal with him today, a partnership with his real estate company…” Ngising sabi ng kanyang lolo, napa irap naman ang kanyang kuya habang si Amara naman ay hindi malaman kung matutuwa o tatakas. I just got back with Xavier, meeting a new love interest is not a good idea… Amara longed to cry out. Instead, she forced a smile to her grandfather. “I don’t know if you ever heard of him, but he’s the youngest billionaire, new face of the business industry, young and intelligent…”

Life has been generous. Some people panic at that number. I don’t. I’m filthy rich, heir to Villaflor Empires, owner of Villaflor Industries, self-made billionaire. Food productions, telecommunications, even businesses that practically print money. Life has been generous. Still, birthdays have a strange way of making even the most confident man reflective.