Rich Woman Book Novels & Stories

Richard said, rudely interrupting her slow search in the big book. He went ahead and grabbed my hands, pulling me closer to himself, showing me off to the lady, who had a little confusion etched on her face. I knew she must be battling with the thought of when he got married. The lady shrank in embarrassment, seeing that Richard had managed to see through her. She closed the big book in front of her, straightened her back, and regained her good posture. “May I know if you already have an appointment with her?" She asked this time, looking more professional and smart.

Dean nodded and promised, "Hm, don't worry grandma, I will finish well." "Celeste, is there anything else you want? Just tell grandma, if I can do it, I will fulfill your wish." Celeste shook her head, feeling her tongue was not working, and could only say to herself, 'What did the Davis family do to become this rich? To offer such a high-priced wedding gift and not feel ripped off. The money I earn from writing novels is nothing compared to these conglomerates.' The girl's shocked expression amused young master Davis. He clapped her hands and said, "You deserve everything. Just accept it."

So basically, the places in this book are made up even though the book is nothing like fantasy, it's just your average billionaire erotic BDSM romance involving a Billionaire, obviously and a naive little do gooder woman who thought she was all that, so don't go looking for my made up places okay sweeties? Okay that's done! Get ready for a slow burn and watch Rachel Rivers lose her head. Let's get into this story that I am so glad to share!!

I said at last, “I will deal with it when it does.” Joe held my gaze for a second, then gave a respectful nod and left the study. When the door closed behind him, I stood alone in the quiet room and looked toward the staircase outside, as if I could somehow see through walls. Upstairs was a woman who had walked into my life by accident and changed its shape in less than two days. And for the first time in years, I found myself thinking not about the bargain I had made, but about the cost of wanting more than the bargain allowed.

"I'm not who I used to be. I haven't been for a long time now." ​"No. You're someone else entirely." He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Someone who built an entire life out of the worst thing that ever happened to her, and made it into something nobody can ever take from her again." ​She had died once, poisoned by the people who were supposed to love her most. ​She had come back rich in the one thing money could never buy the first time around—people who stayed. ​She was Reborn Rich. ​And this time, nobody was ever taking any of it from her again. THE END

“Dominic’s told me so many stories. I’m honored to be part of this.” One of my cousins, a woman in her thirties, smiled back. “We’ve heard about your book. Creative type, are you? I'd expect you to lean more on your husband's family wealth but seeing as you chased your own I must say you're either a smart girl or just greedy”

During Thanksgiving and Christmas months, I wouldn't even go home to my parents' because I didn't want her to feel alone and left out because she didn't have a family to call her own. I worked hard so that I could provide her with a home and a family. To save, I refused to waste money on medication or doctor's visits, wearing only the cheapest second-hand clothes I could find. I worked myself to the bone until white hair began to streak my head. But now, I found out that Irene was not an orphan. In fact, she was a wealthy heiress with a wonderful family of her own. I suddenly recalled the words some of her friends had said that other day.

“That was insane.” I chuckled, running a hand through my hair. “Tell me about it.” She grabbed the cash register, flipping through the bills. “We made a fortune today.” I smiled, exhaustion already sinking into my bones. “Not bad for day one.” Jess wiggled her brows. “Not bad for a married woman.” Sitting across from her. “Don’t start.” She smirked. “So? How does it feel? Being a wife?” I let out a short laugh, “It’s nothing,” I admitted. “Apart from having a big house and sleeping in separate rooms, it’s really just… nothing.”

Alice's heart raced, contemplating her bold move to offer herself in marriage without meeting her future spouse, only to find herself in a surprisingly favorable situation. 'Isn't that Andrew Kingston, the famed business tycoon? Word has it that even Richie Rich can't tally up the sheer number of businesses he commands. And, as if that's not enough, he's the singular force behind Royman Productions, consistently delivering box office hits. Is he born into wealth, or is there a lucky charm in play?'

If it weren't for her wealth, this unscrupulous businesswoman would have bankrupted her within minutes. After transferring the money, Aimee asked, "How long will it take?" "Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock. Be there in Innisrial on time. Shall I deliver it to you or will you pick it up?"Matilda inquired. Aimee's mouth twitched. This conniving woman never missed an opportunity to make money. Without hesitation, Aimee replied, "Send it here.""Tsk, I was trying to save you some cash," Matilda hypocritically remarked, "You truly are a wealthy woman. So