New Beginning: Billionaire Love Story Novels & Stories

Everything about this place screamed wealth and power, a sharp contrast to the simplicity of her life at home. Her hands trembled as she clutched her purse tightly. She’d agreed to this meeting out of duty, but she couldn’t shake the unease that settled in her chest. Who was Adrian Blackwood, really? And why would a man like him—a billionaire—want a stranger like her as his wife? “This way, Miss Bennett,” the butler said, his voice polite but distant.

were the words and actions that made me clear my mother's hospital bills and other expenses at home before leaving them with an excuse – ‘I'm going to work for the money I got’. I got to the altar and my saliva dried up on its own on seeing the billionaire,throat sore god's had to wait for this very moment. He was looking so perfect in the expertly tailored suit on him and the pomade hairstyle allowed his cuteness to scream out itself. “You may now unveil your bride” the priest's words came, interrupting my thoughts and immediately, the billionaire raised my veil, allowing me to have a clearer view of his perfect looks. Our gazes locked for a while and I felt my heart skip a thousand beats a

Alexia Lodge? Now it's gonna be lovely to see how many months is this marriage gonna stay and when will Mr. Knight get bored of his new wife and go back to his playboy ways. Now this was an interesting news, but who would dare to write such a news which was against my dear ex husband. Well I know who. And I'm gonna call the company's CEO right away and share my good mood. Ethan Knight

He whispers. I bit my lip, chuckling a little. ”Yeah sorry about that, I don’t make a habit of falling into billionaires laps.” He frowned. ” I hope not.” I look up and into those eyes. Those beautiful bright eyes that were as hard as ice, but somehow I managed to melt into. He was so handsome, my heart was beating a million miles an hour. His lips pulled up a little into a smile, a genuine smile... dare I say. My heart nearly stops.

My voice didn’t even shake, which somehow made it worse. He didn’t answer with words. He answered by finally closing that last inch. Slow. Deliberate. Not the cold billionaire-CEO kiss I expected. It was warm. A little desperate. Like he’d been holding his breath since I told Serena to move. His mouth opened against mine just enough, and for a second the whole car disappeared—the heat, the rules, the sixty-four days. There was only the careful way he kissed me, like he was still asking permission even while he took it.

“What duties do I have?!” Was she a leech? Was she going to suck her blood until the very last drop? How could she be so greedy? “I have it; 1,000,000$.” Standing behind her, he spoke simply. A simple statement from him resulted in everyone’s eyes enlarging from shock. One could easily get a million dollars by requesting for it; who exactly was this man? Could he be a billionaire? Lisa’s eyes lit up, and she exclaimed excitedly, “It’s settled, then! There’s hope for our Nana!”

Leaving My Heart Behind Ecca's POV I adjusted my blazer again and looked at the big clock in the lobby. The room was busy with important business people talking, fancy lights hanging from the ceiling, and glasses making soft noises now and then. Tonight marked the 20th anniversary of Atlas Corporation, a day I had hoped to celebrate as Markos' wife, not just his secretary. Five years ago, I was Ecca Beaumont, the heiress to the Beaumont fortune, married to a man I thought loved me more than anything.

However, this time Carina Morales dared to yell back at her like that. Andrea Morales sneered: "It's really strange. You told me, what tricks did you use to trick the general director of Dream Corporation, Tyler Roth, now you have become his fiancée too. It is ridiculous.” “A divorced woman like you, was kicked out of the house by your parents, that day you were still drunk in a bar, going to bed with a strange man. But now you become the billionaire's fiancée?" The more Andrea Morales thought, the more angry she became: "Or does he not know the disgusting things you have done, do you need me to tell him?"

Ashley exclaimed, her eyes wide with amazement. Ian, despite being a billionaire, couldn't help but be impressed by the sheer unpredictability of the night. Ashley, beaming with joy, turned to him. "I told you, Ian! Sometimes, it's not about the money; it's about the thrill and the unexpected wins!" He couldn't help but smile, acknowledging the truth in her words. The casino adventure, initially met with protest, had turned into a night filled with excitement and a touch of serendipity. As they cashed out their winnings, Ashley gave Ian a triumphant look.

I felt a deep sense of gratitude that the bitter emotions I had long harbored had finally begun to dissipate. Emily and I headed to the nightclub for a meeting with Don Sacrum, a prominent investor. Unconventional as it may seem, Don consistently preferred conducting business in such settings. His reputation preceded him, and I made it a point to be available at his beck and call, regardless of the hour. As the son of a renowned billionaire, Don Sacrum had inherited a vast fortune following his father's passing a few months prior. I glanced over at Emily, noticing a look of discomfort on her face. Seeking to alleviate her unease, I gently took her small hand in mine, offering a reassuring to