Romans & histoires Possessive Billionaire Romance Movies

Cary’s was a bludgeon – domineering, volatile, a series of shouted orders. Lochlan’s was a scalpel – polite, reasoned, veneered in impeccable courtesy, but a decision made unilaterally for ‘your own good’ was still a decision made without you. I knew this. I’d sworn off billionaires for this exact reason. There’s no such thing as a sweet, unassuming billionaire. They’re all, at their core, used to being in charge. And the attendant baggage – the Vanessas and Sorayas of the world, the stalkers, the vengeful exes, the constant danger – was a price I was no longer willing to pay.

“Hell yes. Our clients made it clear they want at least a million dollars in investors, not my money, if they commit. You didn’t get a million dollars, did you?” “No,” Mandy admitted and dropped her head. She quickly snapped it back up and smirked. “I got two.” For a second he stared at her, confused, and then his face broke into a grin. “You got two million?” Mandy nodded, feeling giddy from the drink. She leaned back against the counter. “I can be very persuasive.” She laughed. He watched her with raised eyebrows, his eyes roaming down her hungrily. “You got that right.” She glanced down and suddenly straightened. She’d been so mad she forgot all she had on was her white blouse and black p

Money is never the problem. With a net worth that would make even kings blush, Liam stood among the rarefied air of America's elite, counted among the young billionaires whose names were whispered with awe and envy. His company held a coveted spot in the upper echelon of the Forbes list, a testament to his brilliant mind and tireless work ethic. "Where is Jenna? She stepped out to receive a call. We'll meet her outside." He kissed her lips one more time, leading her outside. "Get her luggage." He turned and instructed one of his aides.

But the mysterious and attractive charm from the man in the black nightgown made Vivian unable to resist but had to look back. Her first impression of Dominic was that the man was so beautiful. He was as handsome as a knight or some god out of a myth, with a tall body, broad shoulders, long arms, and an angular face full of masculinity. His gaze was sober and calm, he casually passed others but made them pay attention to him. Vivian watched him until the figure of the man disappeared behind a turn in the hospital corridor. It was not until later that she learned that he was Dominic Arnold, the richest famous billionaire, wielding fearsome power and also a notorious arms dealer. She was lucky

Right now, it was beating erratically and she tried to control her breathing even as she tried to answer her mother, to tell her mother that she was all wrong, she Weruche had no feelings at all for Karis Ilobi, but she couldn't. The older woman's expression gentled, and she put an her daughter. ''Weruche, Karis is rich, this is Woodville, the real e. Woodville billionaire's do not have anything to do with middle class people, let alone people from the slums. They marry fellow billionaire's and earn shares into other multi-million naira companies, and it goes on and on, this your Karis doesn't love you, infact, he cannot even have any regard for you if he's leading you on like this.''

“So you have to treat our domestic staff with disrespect because you were born into some shitty wealthy family? Aren’t you afraid that tables could turn one day?” “Like hell, it would. My father has been part of the top five richest men in the states for years now. He has been number one for six years in a row. Oh, do I need to remind you that without our help, You and your family would probably be on the streets, begging for daily bread?” “Besides, as your wife, I’m entitled to all that is yours. So don’t stand there and talk to me like I’m one of your shitty mistresses who doesn’t know her right.” Tessie glared at Adam.

" I asked, feeling pissed off. "Besides, he doesn't even love that lady. They were forced to get married for f**k sake!" "Are you kidding me?" She scoffed. "Did you just say Ryan doesn't love, Bethel? Please Karen, don't act like you don't know what's going on. He bought an expensive Bugatti for her for valentine. You also told us about the expensive necklace he bought for at the mall. And just yesterday, she was staying alone with him at his mansion. So, are you still tryna say Ryan doesn't love her?

Gianna feigned a smile, sly in all his nature, he was goading her, she just wasn’t sure what his goal was yet, “The party’s not over. You can still take a bow.” In a dramatic pose, the Russian billionaire spread out his arms as he took a soft bow. The flashing of cameras could be heard, Gianna forced another smile. Something about him rubbed her off the wrong way, not because of his cunning repertoire, she just felt an eeriness surrounding him—not even Justin, whom she hated more than anything could make her feel so uncomfortable. Rowan studied her greatly. She was beautiful. It was a shame she was no longer married to Justin Santiago, after all he was a man who didn’t know how to appreciate

She looks me dead in the eye, unblinking. “Girl, he’s only the CEO of Rowe Global, the luxury real estate empire that literally owns half the Upper East Side. He’s richer than God and twice as pretty. And didn’t he date that actress? The one with the weird eyebrows?” “Oh my god,” Callie gasps, slapping the table. “And you were in his penthouse?! Like, the actual penthouse that was on the cover of LuxeLife?” “I knew he was really rich, but a billionaire??” I mumble into my croissant, fully mortified.

“Money or you.” Sophie met his gaze. “And you chose?” He dropped a document onto the table. “Neither. I chose myself.” She scanned the paper. It was a withdrawal from the Trust. He’d signed away 1.4 billion dollars in potential inheritance. Sophie whispered, “You didn’t have to do that.” “I did,” he replied. “Because I won’t build my future with hands chained to someone else’s gold.” She stepped closer. And kissed him. Camellia broke into the second partition of the Ash List USB.