One Night With The Billionaire. Novels & Stories

I stare at her. “What?” “Holy shit, Alice, he’s a billionaire.” “What?” “That’s nine zeroes.” “What?” Her giggle holds a touch of hysteria. “Oh my God. What was he doing on Tinder?” My brain is refusing to compute. “I’m guessing he likes being anonymous. I would think billionaires have trouble with women being after their money, don’t you?” “Oh Alice. Did you have any idea?”

He was stalling at the edge of the door instead of moving towards the couch. "Yes, it's afternoon indeed but not a good one Mr Milano" The grumpy man grumbled, lines forming on his forehead. I tried not to look smug as I exactly knew what he was angry about. It was getting tiring persuading him for an entire year so I bought his friend's company. As expected Nolan had a close relative who was ready to sell out and be happy in his townhouse. His brother. Nolan had invested in that business in the beginning so he was pissed.

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All she knew was that the night she spent with Silas, from the memories she could recall, the moment, and the bed she shared with that stranger, was beautiful. Everything seemed fulfilling at that moment, and she couldn't deny she loved the way a stranger took care of her, even though it was only in bed. Tabitha then wondered if Silas ever cared that she left without his knowledge. She felt it must have been just a usual night to Silas. After all, he was a billionaire's son and would have many women after him. She definitely wasn't an exception nor was she unique to him.

Dino's POV Take Her, She's Yours I am looking at a naked woman in her own bed. And there's a seductive smile on her face, so much unlike the astonishment on my face. "Warned you, didn't I?" she says. "Not when you put it the way you did, no." "Put that down," her hand points above my head. I notice that I'm still holding her leggings in my hands. I dropped it immediately. "Now that you're here, how about we make it look like a one night stand?"

She was wearing a blue gown and nude makeup which accentuated her beauty. "Ten Million dollars, are you ready?" Miller's husky voice sank deep into my system. My gaze left the young lady's sight to that of my best friend. "What for?" I asked, seems I was missing out on something. "Lure the lady in dating you for a week, and get a compensation of ten million dollars." Miller raised an eyebrow, his lips full of smirks. I don't know what game he was trying to play, but I was going to beat him on this. After all, I was hot, classic, and handsome. I was literally every woman's dream. I mean, who wouldn't want to date a billionaire?

ling her waist and moving her booty in an up and down motion as they all cheered her, she swung her head sideways in a dance position but her eyes met Paxton's, the richest billionaire in San Francisco. Paxton ran one of the best hotels in San Francisco and over the years, he has been on the number 1 spot in the list of the richest bachelors. Paxton had been watching her moves from the very beginning and it was obvious that he was interested in her, for over a month, he had been making advances toward her, he wanted her for himself but she didn't want that, she knew that if she became Paxton's girl, she would be the talk of the town and she didn't want that because she believed billionaires

One look, and she could instantly recognize him. "Nelson Davon." Was the name boldly written on it. The more she read about the man, it finally dawned on her that she had slept with a super wealthy Billionaire who owned so many companies, and the best of all in New York. Stunned, she used her hands to cover her mouth, in order not to scream out loud. Was she dreaming, no, it could be a dream that was toying with her. She rubbed her eyes, trying to be sure it was him, but yes, he was the one she had slept with. She stared at the newspaper to read more information about it, and luckily, the address to his ten Billionaire house came in sight.

Elena looked like her eyes might pop out of her head. “Yeah.” Laura shrugged, pleased to have the upper hand in the conversation for a moment. “Did I not mention that last time?” Elena swatted her from across the table. “No! No, you did not mention a billionaire asked you out on a date today. Or that you had a one-night-st--” Laura coughed loudly and looked pointedly at a very interested Ivy. “A one-night date at the museum with a billionaire!” Laura amended. “To be fair, I didn't know he was a billionaire at the museum,” Laura replied. “I only figured it out after I googled him when he didn't call me back.”

Andrew's POV The hotel room was still dark when I pulled on my shirt. For a moment, I stood there in the dim light filtering through the curtains, watching the shape of her tangled in the sheets. Lily Hart I had asked the receptionist to send me her name, perks of being a billionaire. She had fallen asleep pressed against me, her breathing soft and steady, her hair spilling over the pillow in wild waves. Beautiful. Too damn beautiful. I caught myself staring and dragged my eyes away. This was exactly why I never lingered. The more time you gave a moment like this, the more dangerous it became.