Rich Guy Novels & Stories

"Oh my God, that's a private jet! Whose is it? That's insane!" "You didn't see Clara, our department's queen bee, sitting inside? Figures." "No wonder she posted yesterday that her back-to-school gift was sweet. Talk about filthy rich." I stood on the edge of the crowd, watching my private jet smothered in pink ribbons and balloons like some oversized birthday cake, my brows tightening. That jet, Serena Vale, had been my eighteenth-birthday gift.

Karter gives me weak smile, "A lot of things in the past have made me quite closed off and honestly I don't really mind it anymore" "So you really have given up haven't you?" I ask. Karter raises an eyebrow, "Given up? What are you talking about? I have this successful business, I'm one of the wealthiest people alive. What do you exactly mean when you say "Given up"?" "I mean no offence but there's a huge difference in being rich and successful and being happy. Alot of poor people, who have barely anything are happy" "Do you think I'm not happy?" Karter asks.

Pigs had to be flying in the sky. After some thought, she said earnestly, “Don’t you think you’re reacting in the wrong way, Sis? He’s the richest man! Why are you drinking here with us? Go ride on his coattails! It’s not a bad thing for you to be a money-grubber!” What was a rich woman supposed to like if not money? Men? Hah! “Why should I?!” Ruth slammed her glass on the table. “He might be waiting for me to fawn all over him now! I’m telling you, I won’t!”

Introducing Kunal Richchand: The Visionary Billionaire In the realm of global business and entrepreneurship, there are few names that command as much respect and admiration as Kunal Richchand. A true luminary in the world of commerce, Kunal has not only amassed vast wealth but has also established himself as a paragon of intelligence, astuteness, and innovation. With an illustrious career spanning decades, he stands as a testament to what unwavering determination, exceptional intelligence, and a relentless pursuit of excellence can achieve.

Hearing that chilled voice, he nodded and turned around back in the rain to complete the work as soon as he can. Mr Alan Richards, a twenty three year old model is the scariest creature in the underworld. No one knows that the man who portrays in advertisment on the television is someone who runs this dead grave drug business at night behind the scenes. Alan had inherited a lot of illegal businesses from his family, modeling was something that he wanted to do out of passion.

he added with a mocking smile. "Here," he stretched two envelopes to her but she ignored them, he forcefully shoved it into her hand. "Turn in my resignation letter for me, okay, and you have two million to yourself. It should be enough." "You animal!" Charlotte gritted her teeth squeezing the paper in her hand. "Jacob is no doubt going down, wondering how you are going to survive if you have no one to leech off," he leaned closer. "Have I told you that you have a nice body, I know a famous club down the street you will make a perfect stripper," he smirked while she punched him.

He is my pride and joy and father has bee torturing me with small updates and pictures whenever I make someone bankrupt when they invest in him. "Ho- How could he do that?" I shouted angrily at the thought of having a nephew that I had never know about and what my sister could have gone through ever since she fell for someone and had the one thing she loved with all her heart taken away form her. "He is our father Nev. He is known in the business for being ruthless and nobody wants to go against him due to this fact." "I know but my nephew is also his grandchild. Yet what is his name and what happened to the father?"

His Own Undoing - His Nightmare Rory John Gates The man that has it all, beautiful beyond words, sexy as hell endowed with the body that can set every girls heart on fire and isn't afraid to flaunt it. He is a businessman and successful entrepreneur. Arrogant, bossy, ruthless, cold-hearted, controlling and has no respect for anyone on the surface of the earth. He gets any girl he wants with just a snap of his finger and they'll do whatever it takes to please and make him happy, he doesn't need to have much stress getting different girls in bed because common he is the only son of THE RICHEST MAN IN THE WORLD and has all the attention anyone can get and he makes use of it.

He’s waiting for Sally at the door. “Dax said you are having man trouble,” Jack states while tossing a small stress ball in the air. “Dax talks too much.” Jack shrugs, “I asked him what was up your butt.” I roll my eyes, “I can categorically tell you nothing is up my butt.” “Dude, you are buzzing around like an angry bee. Is this about Richie Rich?” “Richie Rich?” He shrugs again, “The dude’s a billionaire.” “And how do you know this?”

"Whoa, one million dollars? That's a game-changer! With that kind of money, I can finally live the life I've always dreamed of. I can buy a house and a car and set my mom up for life. I can go back to school and pursue my passion for beauty and become a successful beautician. The possibilities are endless! I can actually become the rich girl I've always wanted to be, without having to pretend to be someone else. This could be my ticket to a brand new life, and I'm tempted to take it." I'm lost in a daydream of all the things I could buy with a million dollars - clothes, shoes, and a life of luxury. But the man's voice snaps me back to reality, "Are you in or out?" he asks quietly and quickly