My Ruthless Billionaire Novels & Stories

“But tonight you seem almost… nervous.” He looked down, lips twisting. “Maybe I am. You’re intimidating when you want to be.” I laughed, surprised. “You’re the billionaire. I’m just… me.” “You’re not ‘just’ anything,” he shot back, a roughness to his voice. “You’re more special than that.”

Rosa’s mind raced through half forgotten memories from her old office job. Alexander Wade, CEO of Wade Holdings. Ruthless. Brilliant. Dangerous. Of course. Because fate didn’t just hit her with a car. It hit her with a billionaire.

"I would give you ten million dollars upfront and pay you the rest when you sign the contract with me. I want you to enter a contract marraige of just five months with me. You could include your preference in the agreement." Ten million dollars? That was huge but, "Why me?" I didn't know I had said that out loud, but seriously why did he want me? He could go for other women. Everyone would fight for a chance to stay with a rich man like him. "Are you in or out?" He asked me instead.

she asked, her voice lower this time —There was a slight hesitation before he answered. “Adrian Virelli.” The name alone made her breath hitch. Everyone knew who he was. Powerful. Untouchable. Feared. A man whose presence alone could silence a room. And now, she was being handed over to him like she was nothing more than part of a transaction. “No…” she whispered, shaking her head slowly. “No, this isn’t real.” “He agreed to the arrangement,” her father continued, unfazed. “In exchange, he will clear our debts.”Everything fell into place, The pressure. The tension. The desperation.

He had already done his worst, the way I see it I should just give him a piece of mind. “Right now you're like a kid stung by an ant that decides to crush it to pieces, even if it can't hurt him” I said sniffling my nose. “ I've heard so much about the billionaire behind the scenes. Ruthless and known for hard deals and also a playboy. I've seen enough to know that the playboy thing is not true, but I see the man behind the mask. All you've got is mummy issues you can't bring yourself to deal with…”

He had to securely brace his heavily bruised, half-naked body for the incoming catastrophe. The second billionaire stepped forcefully across the threshold. It was Mr. Singhal, the ruthless real estate tycoon whose massive hostile takeover Aryan had brutally crushed just three years ago. Singhal didn't hesitate for a single, microscopic second. He forcefully planted his heavy, mud-caked designer boot directly onto Aryan’s violently shaking, bare left shoulder blade.

he asked, snapping his fingers in front of her face and breaking the sensual spell that had captivated her. "Huh?" Alessandro sighed. "You have to say the word, Aurora. I'm willing to give you this view every morning if you want, but right now, I want to know why you're so bewildered.” Aurora blinked. "What!" Alessandro lifted his eyebrows challengingly. She was behaving like a possessed woman now. "Have you finished admiring me?" Aurora parted her lips to respond but quickly shut them again as blood filled her cheeks after getting caught by him . She looked away and cleared her throat. Did this damn billionaire beast bring her into his room just to seduce her?

Instead, he let them be friends. We moved to Europe for a fresh start and Ales sold off all he owned in Italy. It was a lot of money! I thought he just worked for a billionaire chief but dude was a billionaire on his own! He did a lot of charities to get the eyes of the authorities away from him and set up legit businesses. It's been almost a year now. We all have been healing from our past, mending the broken parts the best we could and accepting our flaws and good. I could say it was very hard for all of us.

Chapter 13 - I'll warn your future husband to not marry you. ~~~ Raul Aita, the Italian billionaire, and Nick's neighbor lived in one of the most luxurious and prestigious places in the state. He owned a series of car brands along with other different electronic companies, in fact, he had recently taken over a famous smartphone company. He was like Mark Zuckerberg, buying whatever he could lay hands on. As of now he had his own Wikipedia (not made by a fan) and was the sole owner of 6 different car brands, four 5 star hotels, quite a few acres of land, and was interested in investing in the textile industry until he was murdered.

“The way he looks at me?” “Yes. I know. It’s how my husband looks at me, how Rafe looks at Marge,” she paused. “Max was right about her brother. He barely talks. And when he does, all he talks about is business. Do you know what they call him in the business world? They named him “The Ruthless Magnate”. And he sure to live up to his name. He seized property by property, whenever he gets the opportunity, building his empire of hotels. But everytime he looks at you, I see tenderness, gentleness, love. Something I have never seen before,” Beatrice gave her a smile and a gentle squiz in her hand. “Honey, whatever situation you are in, whatever set up you and my son have, as long as both of you a