Playing With The Billionaire Novel Novels & Stories

he repeats, eyes boring into mine. I can't help the slamming of my heart, or the smirk on my lips that matches his. “Hmmmm.” I say, not once taking my eyes off him, “Surely you can do better than that? I heard you're a billionaire.” The smirk on his lips pulls into a dazzling smile, “2 million then?” I fold my hands, “Try again.” He narrows his eyes, loving the challenge, “A billion.” The crowds' gossip rises to a crescendo.

Louise said. "Pepper eater?" I wondered. "Eats pepper. That animal always has pepper in his teeth," Louise answered, making me shake my head. Louise and I spoke clearly for a moment. She told the whole gossip about Joseph. It is said that someone also leaked the video just now of them kissing in a bar. Joseph is rich and a millionaire so he is a famous person. "You know, we'll just drink that pain away. Come with us and let's go to a bar! What do you say, girls?" Louise said and turned to Mercedes.

I have been trying my very best to avoid her. Not able to concentrate any more on the novel I am reading titled "The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride", which is somehow related to what is about to happen to me, I drop the book. I picked this book up from the bookshop I went to yesterday because of the title. I am going to be a billionaire's wife too very soon and I am also unwanted. I want to know what happened to the billionaire's bride who was unwanted by the billionaire. Getting to where the billionaire was treating her harshly made my heart sink so low that I feel like the same thing is going to happen to me too.

Even her likes and dislikes change frequently in ways that feel confusing and unclear. As a result her relationship partner leave her or vice versa. Aliyah wants to say goodbye whenever she noticed there is a change of treatment than usual from her partner. She end the relationship to avoid the feeling of being hurt or the feeling of being abandon. On the other hand, Atif life is the opposite of what Aliyah have. He is consider as a young billionaire in the society where he belong. He has all possessions that needed in order to be happy or successful. Atif seemed to have everything – good looks, charm, and plenty of money.

“It’s an honor to meet you.” He knew my name, I was surprised because I didn’t know who he was then. “Darren Maxwell.” His name fell off his lips so eloquently He told me he was a philanthropist and business investor and that his company had just acquired three oil fields in West Texas. That he was looking for joint philanthropic projects. He said all the right things, very intelligently, polished and well-spoken. But more than that, he listened. Or at least, pretended to. And in that moment, I let my guard down.

Her casual outfit only made it worse, making everything look like a secret relationship. "This is insane—" she started to say, but her phone buzzed with messages. Friends from college, business contacts, even family members she hadn't talked to in years were all congratulating her on a relationship that wasn't real. Freya was lost of words, still trying to process the whole situation within. "There's more," Lena said, scrolling down. "The stock market's blowing up." Everyone thinks this is some kind of corporate merger strategy.” Hart Enterprises' stock had jumped 15% before the market even opened. Business news channels were already talking about a possible merger between the companies.

My heart pounded as I cross-checked the information, my suspicions confirmed when I traced the shell company back to Alexander McQueen It was a front, I'm definitely sure about it. McQueen was siphoning off money, using the funds to finance his scheme against me. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut. This wasn't just about revenge, it was about crippling everything I had built, piece by piece. I couldn't let that happen.

Curiosity got the best of me and I can’t help but ask, “Golden Boys?” She turned to face me surprising me with the intensity that she had in her eyes as she explained, “The heirs of the top billionaires of the world. They cover almost everything. From food to transportation, banks, the list just goes on and on.” “Wow,” Brie replied with amusement. “You’re lucky, Eve.”

Good, so good. Donna thought she needed a break, a vacation on an island. Blake didn't take vacations. She needed to work, just push past the block and write. She didn't need the money, she was rich, filthy rich, really. Her gran's inheritance was enough to have her retire on a private island, and her five books had done extremely well. Blake loved writing, getting words on a page, taking her readers on a journey through exotic lands and monster-filled forests. That was what she loved to do. This block was an irritation she didn't need now. And Donna's idea of a vacation was bad, it would just take her away from her work and doing what she loved. Blake cocked her head as she heard her phone

For as long as I can remember, I’ve never really done anything I loved, I was born to be prim and proper as the lady of the Carter household, my mom, a retired pageant queen and model, and my Dad, CEO to one of the biggest conglomerate in the world, well at least biggest after the Russo’s Empire, my dad’s biggest rival and ex best friend. You can say my father is an obsessed workaholic which worsened after the Russo’s Empire was named the number 1 money making company by millions of blogs and tabloid especially since what happened between my father and Mr. Smith Russo. Anyways they passed on their beef to their children at least the Heirs and we have been doing a really great job hating each