New Beginning: Billionaire Love Story Novels & Stories

If I told Shena, she might cry with envy. Except for Oliver and Alex, I scrutinized the other guy. He was handsome, with tan skin and grayish hair, but he was still in a suit, as if he'd just come from work. "Do you not know that guy?" Chelsie must have noticed my confusion because she whispered to me. I shook my head and looked at her. "He's a man who inherited his ancestors' wealth. I heard his father's company went bankrupt, but a month later, he revived it. He's also a successful billionaire with branches in the Philippines and companies in other countries."

I had mixed feelings and wasn't sure how to feel about this wedding. It was still like a dream to me. I was over the moon two weeks ago when my parents told me after returning from the office that I would be getting married to his friend's son, Alexander. I couldn't deny the fact that I had a little crush on him for a while now, after the family date we had five years ago. He was cute. He had the perfect height. He was so calm and peaceful. But I never knew that I was only being sold off to a billionaire's son, so my dad's company wouldn't be ruined until I saw the contract.

I watched in shock as the news anchor reported. “Breaking news! Earlier today, during the first-ever hydro-electrical presentation by the coder, Alan Stalker, billionaire business person, Miles Pierce confirmed that he's in a new relationship with a mysterious woman,” a female anchor reported. “As it appeared, his ex, Louis Theodore, has equally moved on and is happily engaged to Alan Stalker. They were, in fact, happy for each other. What doesn't make sense is that his new girlfriend is standing on the edge of a bridge. It appears that she wants to take her own life, but the public is fighting to stop her as they await professional help.”

Her parents went for an evening walk so she was waiting on them and decided to sit in the living room to watch a movie or anything to keep her mind off things. As she scrolled through channels, she passed one that was reading the news then took it back by two channels then increased the volume to hear what was been said. “It’s also said by the now CEO of the Reliso’s company, Darken Reliso, that he plans to expand the business of his father which he just took over months ago, and that the company he bought from the ‘Crashing Bernad’s’ will be used for other businesses he had in mind in the near future,” The newscaster said and continued casting other news.

Richard sighed, leaning back again, “I know you must be going through a lot, and I get that, but this is a lot to ask from a stranger.” “Well, you're right,” I forced a smile, “but think of this as a business deal instead.” Richard smirked, stroking his beard again. A single ray of hope glowed in my heart when I saw him look up. He was intrigued and I didn't want the opportunity to slip away. “Money is not a problem, if that's what you're worried about,” I added, "My dad's a billionaire.” "Yeah, I can see that," Richard exhaled, glaring at the coffered ceiling and marble walls before turning to me. “How much are we talking about, exactly?”

The perfect husband, telling my thoughts even before I tell him what I’m thinking. I don’t have your usual billionaire romance story where the CEO adopts her, takes her virginity and falls in love with her. In my story, I lost myself to Richard and he still dumped me. He destroyed everything we ever built together. He made me lose hope on love, influenced me to naming my daughter with a different man, “Hope”, an expression of what he made me go through, even before I could realise it.

July’s POV: It’s one thing to marry a billionaire, it’s another to marry a billionaire that’s obsessed with you. I know I can’t really tell what Douglas thinks of me, but I can tell he’s so obsessed with me, or should I say obsessed with my body. I stylishly checked the time on my phone, and it’s currently 2:00am. Douglas’s lips is on my neck, kissing and biting; probably leaving a hickey on purpose. I moaned out loud as his hand found my nipple and began stroking it gently. He moved closer to me, and I felt his growing dick on my ass. Without hesitating, I began to move my ass up and down his dick, making it grow bigger till it became fully erect.

My body sagged, knees weak. Mia rushed to my side, eyes wide. “Amara, do you even know who that was?” “Some arrogant jerk?” Her jaw dropped. “That was Damian Cruz. The billionaire.” My stomach flipped. My entire life flashed before my eyes. Billionaire? Damian Cruz? As in Cruz Holdings—the man who owned skyscrapers, shipping lines, hotels? Perfect. Just perfect. I hadn’t just ruined someone’s morning. I’d ruined a billionaire’s suit. And maybe my life along with it.

He made a subtle, guiding motion with his arm, the gesture impersonal yet utterly compelling. She stood for another silent, agonizing minute, surveying the room. The grand piano where she’d tried to teach Leo a silly tune. The velvet cushions where they watched movies. The coffee table bearing the voided contract, the tombstone of their potential future. She finally recognized the terrifying truth: the man she loved was gone, and the billionaire machine was back in control, ensuring the cleanup was total and merciless. (He didn't just break the contract; he used the contract to obliterate me. He stripped me of every single thing I earned, including his belief. I am nothing here. I am less th

Or a one-night mistake. Sometimes... it begins with two stubborn people who refuse to stop choosing each other. And on my part... this love story started the day I seduced my own billionaire husband.