Owned By The Billionaire Novels & Stories

In exchange, we require your agreement to marry one of our sons. If you want to know more, call the number below. You have 3 hours to decide. Confidential Contact Number: 555-GRAYSON Time is running out. My hands are shaking. A contract marriage? With a billionaire? Is this the job offer they meant? The eviction notice from Mr. Peterson sits on the coffee table. My empty refrigerator mocks me from the kitchen.I had no money in my bank account. I look at the number. I look at my life falling apart around me.

Who never called, never wrote, never explained. That boy is a billionaire now. The papers call him Richie Moore. The photos show him in expensive suits at expensive parties with expensive women on his arm. He owns my mother's debt. Which means he owns me.

Ricky" Cadillac. These two men have taken the world by storm from owning large shares in big oil companies to airline companies and even owning the major banks in many countries. They just came out of nowhere three years ago and have not stopped getting richer year by year. Although what we do know, is that one of the billionaires is the son of Lauren Silverman who is being honored today after dying from that tragedy. " "Lauren would surely be happy to see what her son has achieved" the reporter said finishing her report while standing outside the gate as many reporters where doing while hoping to be allowed to enter in to this magnificent mansion. Apparently it was no longer the same as it

“By the way,” “What?” “Do you happen to know Matthew Zarsuelo?” He froze mid-step, eyes widening. “Matthew Zarsuelo? Don’t tell me, he’s the guy we talked about last night?” I nodded. “Yes. The one who owns a company.” “Shit, you really dug your own grave.” he muttered. “Is he one of the evil rich?” My stomach tightened. Is that why he wants me to work for him? Revenge? “He’s not that bad,” Lyndon said. “But he’s one of the youngest multi-billionaires in the country. He owns Grand Finance.”

What they really were nor where they came from. But they are currently owned by a rich man, locked up in a tall tower. The family that owned the Goddess at present is the Albrecht family. And right now, this young woman who had just turned 18 years old would be given to her owner, the present heir of the Albrecht family. And it will be tonight, the night she will reach adulthood. The young girl doesn't know what to expect, her dream of meeting her prince slowly faded away through the years as her mother revealed to her the history of her kind.

He was never the party type all that mattered to him was the company he was running, his mental health and being a successful philanthropic person who did great things for people but decided to remain anonymous since he didn't want so much of the spotlight on him as most billionaires would want he followed the rules to the later and never for once thought because he was rich he could oppress people with his wealth. _____ The moment he entered the house was when Alexa was done with Topaz and his breath got hitched in his throat as he could not understand what and who he was starting at. She was heavily endowed with beauty and her dimples didn't make it any easier as she smiled an unwavering s

The screen shifted to a photograph. The same man. The same sharp jaw. The same dark, unreadable eyes. The same presence that had made her spine tighten with awareness. Her neighbor. The billionaire next door. Zayrielle stared, her heart pounding. This wasn’t just wealth. This was power—the kind that crushed people without ever touching them. The elevator dinged. She stepped inside, her thoughts racing. So that’s who he was. Which meant the men in suits. The tension. The warning. It all made sense.

She sounds so surprised. "Omg, you know him? Can you help me with him?" The other girl giggled. "Girl, are you kidding? He's like a famous CEO, and he's a freaking billionaire!" I sucked on my lower lip. Is that true? "I can't believe he's here right now. As far as I know, he's not from this city," I heard the girl add. "But I hope he's staying long as our professor and not just here for a project or something."

"But what meetings does he attend here? Thought the wine press at my town was destroyed. Does he have a company here?" Sara nodded. "He does." Bethany wondered how rich he was cause he isn't being recognized by the media and no one talks about him. Infact, he is just like an ordinary man who had nothing whereas he owns big industries. "He is a silent billionaire I see." Sara lifted the corners of her lips into a smile, "Yes you are right. A billionaire who hates to be recognized so he makes sure to keep hidden what he does secret, leaving the world to wonder who does it."

“How’s that rich Valentino? Did he spoil you? I heard he just bought a property in Hawaii.” I looked at Edward with a surprised look; Sean had bought a property in Hawaii. When?? What did he buy?? The thought of Sean wasting dozens of his money gave me a headache. I shrugged and tried not to sound concerned about the news. It’s his money, and I have no right to deal with such things. “Yes and the wealth is also yours now.” His words at that time were like a terrible devil’s whisper in my mind; I get goosebumps every time I remember his words.